Q635 Transcript

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Jones: — will not come. We will come for— What is it called, retractor, what’s the uh, word, the coordinator?

Woman voice too soft (sounds like Maria Katsaris)

Jones: No, no, that’s not it, the three-day, uh, what do you call them, the refract—

Woman voice too soft.

Jones: Preceptor. Coming from a preceptor (unintelligible) consultant for three days, preferably. There’s not a day that doesn’t go by here without emergency. Two weeks, no more. That’s all. He is to be licensed. He will not come. A pharmacist will not come, and a doctor will not come.

Woman: This is what I had down here. Only thing that was of concern was Larry [Schacht] going two weeks—

Jones: Then I say three days as was suggested to us. (Angry) We’re tired of broken promises. We’ve known that from the history of black origin and Indian origin. We’re tired of broken promises. (Pause) So that’s their problem. We’re not going anywhere. We will continue to function, and we’re not going anywhere. Anyone that comes here, of course, the implication will be very strong.

Woman: Most of this is bor—

Jones: They come in here at their own risk.

Crowd: That’s right. (Cheers and applause)

Woman talks too low.

Tape cuts off several seconds

Jones: Think so.

Tape goes off several seconds

Jones: Dana [Truss] out? Is Dana out, please?

Man voice too low.

Jones: Not her. Not Dana. She got other problems. Uh, you know who I’m talking about, you know who I’m talking about. When I put my life on the line for the last time, there’s two children that are in this crisis. (Pause) Griffiths is a grandmother. (Pause)

Woman talks too low.

Tape cuts off several minutes.

Jones: (speaking quickly) —anybody know anything about the news story last night, please, one of the secretaries come here quickly so I can get on with this business. Shift, please. (Pause) (Resumes talking, regular voice) At this stage (Pause), no, we’ve come through every White Night, (Pause) and I’ve found a way through every White Night, a white day or whatever, I don’t think we should think in those terms, I think we should use our practical wits, we should depend upon them. We’ve got this uh, matter of the attorney general, which I’m sure I can resolve. But it’s a serious situation. If we put our wits together, anything can be resolved. But we’re going to have to use our wit, a lot of it, and that doesn’t mean that we, some place, won’t face death. Now my decision at this stage is, that if we get back in front of the attorney general, if we ever get back in to the attorney general, this is my decision, I’ve already discussed it—

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Voice in crowd: Tell us.

Jones: — uh, leaving it, of course, up to the family. That I personally will see that they don’t suffer any more. And I shall— Because I’ll be charged, no matter what does it. I’m not turning a child, Dana, her mo— grandmother doesn’t want it. I’m not turning it, uh, turning these children over to um, people who want to use them— Griffiths’ reared her child, Grandm— Mother Griffith reared her child from baby. Her daughter’s a prostitute and dope, dope pushing, all these people are in crime or they’re involved in Trotskyite violent terrorist plans. Some of them made ammunition, like Jim Cobb, Mike Cartmell, they made ammunition, they were going to blow up, I’ve forgotten, one of the— they were going to blow up one building in— what wa— what was some of the shit they were going to do?

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Voice in crowd says something about a dam.

Jones: They were going to blow up a dam, but they was going to blow up something (struggles for words) locally. Masonite. They were going to blow up Masonite Corporation, for whatever hell I wandered onto. Some of these— No doubt, one of the people probably been provocateurs, have to be crazy, talking about blowing up Masonite. Masonite doesn’t have anything to do with capitalism. So somebody in this mess is a provocateur. I’m sure Edith Roller, being former, her CIA connection would— No, it don’t make a goddamn bit of sense. You don’t go blowing up a, a Masonite company. What they got to do with the war effort? Well, that was what they had in mind. They was going to have a news conference here, later, if things go along within uh, reason, we’ll have a news conference at which all of these relatives that are demanded to be returned — now, you see, le—legally, they can’t make anybody go anywhere, except they put so much pressure on this country with no lights and no water and no means of using their generators, and some out of fear, would bow. We’re in a very difficult situation for a White Night. No use to kid you. We’re in a difficult situation, because the Prime Minister’s in Russia, and some of his own party is unhappy with him being there. The Foreign Minister’s in Russia. (Stern) You better wake up now, by God. (Unintelligible name — sounds like “Colleen”) we’re going to have get down to some serious talk. Now my decision was, and is, that, if I don’t resolve the attorney general situation, which I have always resolved every situation, and likely will, but I don’t know anything about counting on whatever I can do, which I don’t understand in the metaphysical. My decision is that, I will personally see that John [Victor Stoen] does not suffer or be made a pawn to go back, as we have information that he be deprogrammed and that his mind be taken and op— by— used by their e— evil means and whatever chemicals to try to drain his mind, and that Dana be taken over by a prostitute and a drug pusher. I will take care of those two, and I will go out through the jungle, if the rest of you decide to stay, and I will go and take care of some of these enemies, I’ll slip through and then die someplace, if I don’t— I’ve got some connections in Central America, I won’t mention here, but I can get some dictator along the way, or I can go on in to the United States and I’m sure I can get that. I can get somebody. Get some somebodies. Now, that’s what you have to decide, what you’re going to do. I made up my decision. I live with death every goddamn day. You can’t live with life unless you live with death. They only reason I’ve guaranteed you the life you have to this moment is because I’ve lived with death every day, and face it as a reality. Anybody that says they’re a revolutionary and believes— (More quickly) Even if you believe in nothing more than maintaining, saving your own children, if you’re not prepared to die for your children, you will not stand up for your children. At some point, you will sacrifice your children. You have to make that commitment. If it’s for a companion or for children — and it should be for children — companions ought to be able to take care of themselves, but every parent should say, I will die for my children, and you all’ve said that. You’ve heard it said. Nobody gets excited about that. They don’t call you crazy for that. Well, I’m saying, I will die for all the children of the world. I will die for this communist collective, and I will die for principle, and I’d say it every day, if I get lucky enough to go to bed, which I didn’t last night, because shit was breaking in San Francisco. (Speaks low, as if to self) I had uh all kinds of shit, a case of personal shit real early in the morning, also, late, almost dawn. So I had uh, I mean, I mean, local shit, local shit. Somebody stirring up some shit. So I uh— I’ve had no rest, and I’ve got my wits at control. Now if you don’t— if you want to continue, I can put it in Mother’s charge and I can go on, and that way you can perhaps save the collective, because if anyone else took care of John and Dana, I’ll be charged anyway. They’ll make me — and the attorney knows that — I’ll be the one that’ll be the charged with conspiracy, and the heat will come on you. And I do not intend to let them take these two children. I do not. Now they cannot by law, and if Guyana is able to withstand them, and if the Russians can get through quickly enough with enough support, there ain’t no way they can take them by law. (Pause) Now at this stage, no way, no way they can take them by law, unless they just simple— the United States boycotts them like they did Cuba, and with their government leaders out of the country again, they caught us— The worst of the White Night was when our gover— when the government leaders were out of the country. The Prime Minister’s in Russia, even some of his own— his clo— law partner does not like that he’s in Russia, they don’t like him getting that close to communist and uh, there is some internal difficulty. We do not know all the whys and wherefores, but there was an attempt evidently to put through a, a constitutional referendum today, or to vote on a constitution that is definitely, uh, dictatorial, because Pr— Prime— Deputy— the former Prime Minister [Cheddi] Jagan, head of the PPP, the Progressive Peoples Party, walked out— He, he not only walked out, he threw his parliamentary desk over and tore his papers off of the desk and slammed them down on the floor and stomped out, said he would not be a part of a, any kind of a fascist constitutional move. So I don’t know what the hell is going on right now. At this point, I can’t tell you. And I’m beyond the point of crying. I, I’ve gone through that hell, cried, went around and hugged each of you, I’m beyond that point. I’ll hug you if it comes to that point, if I leave or you stay, whatever in the hell, but now we’re gonna have to get down to the, the situation of deciding what the hell we’re going to do. Do I go and take care of Dana? Because they’re not getting Dana unless M— Mrs. Griffith wants it. They’re not getting John, that I am sure of. They’re not going to use him as a pawn. And they— the— all you heard— did you hear all over the radio, the ones that gathered with the TV’s on them and all the newspapers, and then throwed rocks after (struggles for words) — and the TV didn’t bother to cover that — in San Francisco, throwed rocks and other things into our parking lot, and threatened to shoot our people. Did you hear all the people were involved in that? How many heard me earlier in the p— in the meeting? If you have any question, ask your neighbor, and you’ll know all your cotton-picking relatives, and I didn’t name some of them because I don’t know of them. And several of your relatives, nearly all of your goddamned relatives, had signed a petition.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd Murmurs.

Jones: You that think you can trust your relatives, you be sure to ask us after meeting, and I think you’ll decide differently.

Several voices: Right.

Jones: ‘Cause nearly every damned relative was in it. (Pause) And they got a powerful backing. I wouldn’t be surprised there’s not a fascist coup in the making in USA, certainly there’s a reactionary hold in elements of government, these fuckers wouldn’t stand under our door. There’s more to it than just a news copy. [Tim] Stoen is a fucking coward. He wouldn’t stand there. And if our people had the balls— Hue Fortson made a mistake, went out and took their petition, I’d a throwed the petition in the goddamned face, hit the camera, shoved their asses off, every man, woman and child in San Francisco, if they’d done what they ought to— what I’da done, I’da tore that flace— place up and they’da had no news conference on our church steps.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

More voices: Right. (Applause)

Jones: And I bet you, our ass had been left alone for awhile. (Pause) They have no business getting on our church steps. That— that’s our property. They can’t stand up on our fucking church steps and make a goddamn news conference. (Pause) And then stand there and take a fucking— (voices hardens in anger) It looks weak. I don’t know what’s the matter with you that he take— (More angrily) I know what’s the matter with you. I can tell you what the fuck’s the matter with you. He’s got a girlfriend here and his wife in town. Always, every time, goddamnit, every time you get in sex, these crazy sonsabitches lose their mind and all their intelligence, if the males have got any, goes to the goddamn balls.

More voices: Right. (Applause)

Jones: The biggest strategic mistake— The biggest mis— strategic mistake, was that he walked out there and took that petition. He should never have taken that goddamned petition, and the cameras on him, and him, him, ah, showing his composure, a black man taking a petition from those renegades. They ought— Everybody in that church should have swarmed out there and throwed those sonsabitches off the steps, I mean, shoved them off.

Crowd: Applause and cheers.

Jones: Mrs. [Beverly] Oliver and the Griffiths came in, trying to kill mother, they barged into our church trying to kill them, so by God, they shoulda picked them up, ball, bats, brooms and whatever in the hell else they could— and drove their asses clear out to the street.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Applause and cheers.

Tape off for few seconds, but sounds continuous

Jones: But we got troubles. We got people back there in love.

Crowd: Few laughs.

Jones: And that’s trouble. It’s trouble here also. All you that are in love, it’s trouble. ‘Cause you’ll always find in a moment of crisis— so I— I believe in companionship. Well, I don’t. I’m going to be damn frank with you, I don’t. I’ve seen one in a hundred, you say, well it may be an exception. By God, when you only got uh, rare exceptions, you follow the rule rather than the exception.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: That’s right.

Jones: I watch all you moony-eyed sick sonsabitches, and you sit hear and listen to the women talk last night, but some of you, it didn’t even— it didn’t make an imprint. I talked to one today, I talked to one today, and uh, she was making uh, making apologies, ‘cause she’s not— (resigned voice) Ah, damn it to hell, I’m telling you. Making apologies. I don’t know what to do with you women. I just as soon die. Shit, I’d just as soon die. I was hurt, I was hurt, I’m going to tell you right off, Sister Johnson, I was hurt. I was hurt with you. (Pause) Dr. Schacht interested in you, and you said you feel sorry for Stanley [Clayton].

Audience reacts.

Jones: You don’t know Stanley’s background, Stanley’s background. You women always make apologies for these pricks. I’m going to tell you, though, you made me ready to die. I’m glad for you. I love you. I’d give my life. But I’m ready, when you feel so— When a doctor’s interested in you, and (struggles for words)— I’m ready for it. By God, I’m ready for death. When you women won’t take freedom, when you got the goddamn freedom right in your fucking hand, I don’t know what the hell to do with you.

Crowd: Cheers and applause

Jones: And good old Stanley, somebody feels sorry for him. Who in the fuck’s going to feel sorry for you? Why didn’t he feel sorry for you while you were in town representing us. Why in the fuck didn’t he feel sorry for you? Where your ass at, Stanley? Well, you better not get your nose up, ‘cause I’m sick of your ass, too. Nearly got Marceline killed, trying to fight off the contract killers that were coming after you.

Crowd: Right.

Man: And you know, a — I know you have something to say, but see, a lot of this shit would have been avoided if you’d held a strong line with Stanley way back when. You know, there’re different ones of us that have jumped Stanley’s ass, and Stanley has only gotten cockier, because like you’ve given in to him, you’ve been assy when you’ve been confronted, and when you’ve been asked to confront him about his shit, you confront him about it, but, the reason he asks a fool, a fucking fool, is because you give in to him, and it’s the same attitude that prevails, now, that’s made him a fool.

Jones: Where’s Sandy [likely Cobb]? Where’s Sandy? (Pause) You’re a beautiful woman, you should have some more, more pride in yourself. I want to be sure I heard this right. Sandy was standing there. Is that what I heard her say? She felt sorry for his background and what, uh, she, she still felt for him, and felt sorry for his background, and what he’d gone through, all that shit?

Marceline: (angry) I’m getting so tired of excuses being made for Stanley, by God, he’s had chance after chance after chance. I’ve sat with him and given him chance after chance after chance.

Jones: You goddamn near got her killed. You goddamn near got her killed. And I still stood behind him and said the sonsabitches’d have to come through our whole church to save you, and you feel sorry for him? Well, you sure made it— You didn’t make it clear. You— When I stopped you in— And what I’m saying, sweet, as much as I love you, I’d give my eyes for you, if you’d say that to me, what, what’s really going on in your head. ‘Cause I was standing there and I said, here, you, you got a good deal — and I’m telling him, you got a good deal. A doctor, the straight A student, and you don’t know what the fuck to do. You don’t know what the fuck— You don’t know which decision to do. And I told you, and I’m going to tell you, I wouldn’t pay no fucking attention to Bobby’s— I— why, what the fuck Bobby he’s got?— What the fuck Bobby’s any of us got? All that goddamn crazy shit. What is love? If love isn’t ba— I’m ready to die. I’m ready to die. Shit, I’m ready to die.

Crowd stirs angrily.

Janice Johnson Clayton: He don’t mean it, ‘cause—

Man: What do you have to say? What was—

Sandy Cobb(?): You better mean it too. When you say it, you gotta mean it.

Man: What, let’s (unintelligible)

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Another woman: (unintelligible) Okay, I was telling Stanley how I felt with (unintelligible word) follow me, but I (unintelligible word)— okay, like you said— I learned— I learned, I was getting ready to talk to her, ‘cause she was— okay. The thing was, I—

Jones: All right, I’ll let you go. I was in the middle of a White Night. And I stayed five minutes. The Attorney General— They said the Attorney General was coming after these two children, and I still spent five minutes, and I thought, my God, my God, that I should have to explain this again. I said, yeah, I’ll let Sandy explain. (Quiet, but emphatic) But honey, if you haven’t got it now, you ain’t never going to get it.

Crowd: Cheers and applause.

Jones: If you haven’t got it— (Pause) Blow some wind up his ass, even talk to him, give him any feeling, any goddamn feeling, that (struggles for words) his arrogance, th— Shit.

Cobb (?): That’s what I told you, I told you that um, even if you still had feelings for him, that he was always going to fuck over you, long as you—

Jones: And I want to know why you got feeling for him.

Crowd shouts.

Jones: I’d like to know what the fuck— And I’d die for you too. But, uh, uh, one thing, (struggles for words) he’s not got any loyalty.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Anybody— anybody would take off with a white woman and do that to a black woman, nobody, nobody got any goddamn loyalty.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: No fucking loyalty. She wasn’t even in the— She hadn’t hardly got her ass out of here till you were laying down with somebody else.

Another man: You been doing this to us long as I can remember. You been doing this to us long as I can remember. You’re always fucking with somebody else, when you was with Janice. You been doing this (unintelligible) long time in L.A. He been doing this. Every time he confirmed, later on, you, you open his legs, you open your legs to him.

Woman: Can I say something please? And each time I try to talk to Janice [Johnson Clayton], she gets upset and moody, and won’t even speak to me. I told her, you’re a fool to stay with Stanley.

Janice: I ain’t staying with him. I decided to move out tonight. I’ve just— I talked about it and I told—

Woman: (shouting) You mean you just made—

Jones: You should have decided to move out, child. You shoulda kicked his ass— And he knows it. You shoulda kicked him in the balls the first time you saw him.

Crowd: Cheers.

Man shouting: Ain’t that right, Stanley? Ain’t that right? Ain’t that right, Stanley?

People shouting at each other.

Jones: Hold it. Hold it.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Marceline: I’d also like to know why you think you’ve got to move out. Make him move out. My God—

Jones: In the future— in the future, in the future, you people fighting— because I usually win these goddamn White Nights — will you please quitting tearing up the clothes?

People shouting at each other.

Marceline: You don’t move out, you make him move out.

Angry woman: Why so long anyway? Why did you— I’d like to know, why in the hell you sat up there like a fool— Look at me! Why did you sit up and wait that damn long?

Second woman: (voices fades in as microphone carried over) — if I was her, and I first got back and heard— if I were you and I first got back and heard he was off with a white woman, I’da kicked his ass and hers ass. At the same time.

Crowd: Cheers and applause.

Jones: (Voice raised in anger) How in the hell do I know, when you won’t be loyal to a woman, how in the hell do I know, what the fuck you’re going to do on the front line, when we’re fa— here facing a goddamn war? You don’t ever talk. Nobody opens your mouth. What— You never have told us why those contract killers are after you. What did you do?

Stanley: I don’t— I don’t know anything about it, Dad, about what, what it’s for—

Jones: (Sharply) Well, you musta done something, goddamnit, to have them break in, and Marceline had to meet them at the front door.

Stanley: I was trying to think about it, think, you know, what is it about, but I can’t, you know, recall anything about, deal with—

Jones: Of course, why would they come after you, just because you’re Huey Newton’s nephew? They haven’t killed his mother. They’ve discredited him and destroyed his organization, and his paper’s gone— completely destroyed, but why would they be after you? (Pause) You’ve done something. (Pause) (struggles for words) I’m damned— tell you, the, the gangland doesn’t come after you, unless you’ve done something. You crossed somebody, or you, you messed in somebody else’s dope territory, or you fucked around somewhere, man, I’m going to tell you, you did something, to have gang— to have a contract killing on your head.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Now who in the hell’s after you? What did you do? I hope it’s good. But I doubt it. (Pause) Did you ever do anything in the Panthers?

Stanley: No, Dad.

Jones: Never helped the Panthers.

Stanley: No, Dad.

Jones: Never helped Huey?

Stanley: No, Dad.

Jones: Then what the hell did you do? I was afraid that would be the answer. What the hell did you do?

Man in crowd: Run some dope or some shit? Huh?

Stanley: I— Um— I more ran, less ran the streets then—

Jones: Ran the streets, man. Ran the streets. (Deliberate) What did you do? What— Whose market did you get in? Did you get on somebody’s block and sell some dope?

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Stanley: I did a little of that, Dad.

Jones: (Sneering) Yeah, I thought so. Now, and you tell me you don’t know why somebody’s hunting you. (Pause) (Disgusted) Shit. (Pause) I’m going to tell you what I think about it, (Angry) I’m just as black as you, and I’da starved to death before I ever pushed that shit on any of my black brothers or Indian brothers or sisters, I’da starved to death, goddamnit, before I did it.

Crowd: Right. Cheers and applause.

Jones: That’s why I’m out of America today. That’s why we’re sitting here, ready for whatever, because everybody sells out everybody. I’da taken my children, my wife, and they’da gone over the hill, and any fu— any friends that I had a loyalty or commitment to, before I would push that shit or give drugs to my own black brothers and sisters, and help the white man kill us.

Janice (crying): I didn’t know all this was going on. I swear, I didn’t know—

Hysterical woman: You always say that, goddamn—

Jones: Well, why didn’t you listen, honey? You were sitting here and hearing it. You heard me talking about him having a contract on his life.

Crowd: That’s right.

Jones: Love— I’ll tell you, sweet. You don’t listen. (Angry) You goddamn people get your twat going, and it gets itchy, and the dick gets itchy, and you don’t give a shit who you’re laying up to. It can be a goddamn snake, and you still lay up next to them.

Crowd: Cheers and applause.

Jones: (Aside, normal tone) Are you going out?

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Janice: Well, that’s what I was saying, I didn’t know that he was out selling drugs or— I mean, I (unintelligible)

Jones: (Cuts in) Well you know now.

Woman in crowd: — always that funky attitude—

Man: That’s the rest of the whole thing, really—

Jones: He lies lies lies. He won’t tell you nothing. Won’t tell nothing until you’re in the corner, Stanley. No matter how many times I save you, you have to get right in the goddamn corner before you tell us anything.

Man: Really, Stanley, you been a punk for so goddamn long. Dad got your ass out of jail. You lived in— you lived in the church, you lived communally, you (unintelligible word) be smug, be messing around with young sisters, spieling on young sisters, and don’t tell me you were— you didn’t, ‘cause we confronted you about that shit. You were messing around in, in the San Francisco Temple so—

Jones: Take that shirt off, so they can sew the damn thing. I don’t want— I’m tired of this. No more clothes be tore up here. You can, you can teach without tearing up clothes that I got to replace. ‘Cause in spite of how dark this White Night looks, (pause) shit, be our luck to come through it, as I always bring us through it.

Crowd: That’s right.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Man: And if the— All I want to say is, you are a fool, or a chump mother fucker, but a lot, a lot of it is due to your smugness, ‘cause you— from Jump City, like Ava said, when you got back from the, from the Jump, from Georgetown? You shoulda said, nigger, get going. You shoulda told him to get going.

Jones: You can go ahead, you that have to train those people for this goddamn news interview. And I think Donna Ponts ought to have some (struggles for words). Have you got her something for, for her too?

Voice too soft.

Jones: Don’t get Lois [Ponts] in it, because then she could be caught on charge. She ought to shay, say shit, Donna ought to speak for herself. Not that we give a shit about charges at this particular time. Just have them bring their ass off, and make— you people practice that, until you can speak like it’s from your gut. I’m demanding [depending] on you people when you get on that goddamn radio, you’re holding the life of this whole place in the hand. I don’t want no mealy-mouthed shit, I want you to speak like you got gut!

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Right. Cheers and applause.

Woman: Janice, I want to say to you, you’re lying—

Jones: Hold it, they gotta, they gotta, the lawyer’s gonna make— is she gonna make a statement? Lois is going to make a statement? Lois is uh— Lois is articulate, but I don’t— why can’t that girl— oh, I guess she has to, she’s underage.

Voice too soft.

Jones: Huh? Okay, well, Lo— Lois is articulate. She can speak. I just don’t want her to answer no questions. None of them goddamn— I don’t want none to answer those sonofabitching questions. But I want you people to speak from your gut. Put that table back out there where I can see it, too. Get back off there where I can see it. (Pause) You hear what I’m saying? Move right out of the sight to me. I want this rehearsed. (Pause) Goddamned place— I don’t know why I fight. You, you—

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Long pause.

Jones: (Sad) I wasn’t— I wasn’t even beginning to think about crying over myself, but just now, this moment, it hits me— I don’t know what the fuck it is all about. What the fuck we, what, what, what the fuck some of us beating our hea— asses off night and day, and you people won’t even rise above your vaginas and your dicks.

Crowd: Right.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Marceline: Also, when you stood up here, and you said, I’m gonna leave, I’m gonna take care of these two children, and we— we didn’t get— I didn’t see enough response out of you. Personally, I’m gonna die when he dies. But the rest of you sat here and said nothing.

Jones: (Reprimanding) No, don’t you tell them what they’re going to do. They’re going to decide for themselves. It’s their lives. Everybody ha— ought to decide their own lives, and quit having me decide it for them. Death is easy for me. All you people make it easy. I put a lot of faith in you, lot of faith in you. All of you Johnson children have been strong. When it looked like your father was coming down on you with— and you said you’ll stand here and die— What the hell is this, you stand here and die and put up with this shit, and then let him— No wonder you don’t grow, Stanley. She don’t make you grow. You ought to resent her as much as she resents you. She don’t make you grow. You’re a damn retard. You’re like a little boy. (Pause) You need a woman that’d make you hold the line.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Man: See, o— one thing, if you had decided a long time ago, when you first got back, it wouldn’t have been, well, Stanley deep in his mind thinking, well see now you’re up in front of the crowd, and now you’re being swayed by the crowd. If you had decided it yourself, it would have been coming from your own mind. The thing that you need to do, and a lot of sisters need to do, is stand up on your own two feet.

Crowd: Right. Cheers and applause.

Woman: I want to say to you, Janice, you’re lying when you said you didn’t know that Stanley was dealing in dope, because down— uh-uh. Over at San Francisco at 615, we caught you guys down there dealing dope, and we called the church, and Jerome uh Simon came, and they had that all squoshed up, and it never did hit the floor or anything—

Janice: The thing about— The thing about this, I didn’t— Okay, we was sitting on the porch, and it was Mary Fo— Ford. Okay, and she said that she smelled some marijuana outside, so she called the people down at the church. A lot of security came down. I didn’t know a thing. I—

Jones: Honey, why don’t you recogni— If you look at Stanley, you’d know.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Stanley is into himself.

Clara LaNue Johnson: I want to say something. Janice, I know. Each time I— (Angry) Look, look at me. You look at me. (Pause) Each time I try to talk to you, you’ve always taken this type of attitude. I told you the other day that I never would have stayed with your daddy, if I had known Dad. I told you, I took a lot of shit. And you didn’t have to take that kind of shit, but each time I want to talk to you straight, you pretend that you’re tired, you’re too busy, you don’t want to talk to me. (Pause) And you always pretend that you don’t know. (Mimics voice) I’m just so out of it, I don’t know what’s happening, what’s going on.

Man: You cut out the selective listening, you would know what’s happening.

Jones: Did you not know that he was going to run from this place? Did you not know that?— until there’s no place for him to run to, ‘cause there’s killers waiting on him? (Pause) You were here, you had to know it.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Right.

Janice: Dad, I did, but the thing— I just didn’t give a damn. He made me so mad. I think—

Crowd: Ohhhh.

Jones: Had you— Have you fucked him since?

Crowd: Yeah.

Janice: Yeah.

Jones: You fucked him since.

Janice: Yes, Dad.

Jones: Okay. Then what in the hell do you fuck hi— how the hell the guy going to know mad, how you going to know he’s mad, when you’re fucking him?

Crowd: Right.

Woman: That’s the truth.

Jones: Now please tell me, how— how’s he going to know you’re mad while you’re giving pussy to him?

Janice: The thing is, I just don’t give a damn about him.

Hysterical woman: You ought to give a —

End of side 1.


Side 2

Janice: — Father, I don’t like— I can’t— I don’t give a damn about him.

Tape cuts off.

Another woman: Last— last night, I was over in my loft, you guys in your loft, he spent about six hours talking to you, just talking shit really low, and you must have been listening to the shit he was talking, or you wouldn’t have come up and told Dad about the shit that you were apologizing for him and that you felt sorry for him, ‘cause he must have talked you into it.

Crowd: Right.

Voice in crowd : Whoa, whoa.

Jones: (Angry) You better prove something to me, man. You better prove to me— What did you tell her? You better prove, ‘cause we got— we got ways. No, you better tell me what you were talking this sweet shit, (Pause) ‘cause we’re in the land of emergency.

Stanley: I was telling her how, how, how bad I felt about taking advantage of her—

Crowd: Cries of disbelief.

Jones: Oh, let’s hear what she said, and then I’ll, then I’ll ask for the, the, what you really meant.

Stanley: — and, you know, how I was feeling guilty, because, I know, um, she’s, she’s a really beautiful sister, and she’s uh— I really— you know, I was telling her that I don’t deserve her, because you know she’s— I (unintelligible) you know, I’ve been down, fucking up a lot, you know. I mean, you know—

Jones: Yeah, I know.

Stanley: And—

Jones: If you didn’t feel you deserved her, you wouldn’t have been talking to her.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Now tell us what you really meant. (Pause) (Stern) And you better talk straight, ‘cause I consider you right now a class enemy. All the people that have destroyed our young people, the CIA transporting the drugs that I gave you news, right through Colombia, through the US white ambassador to dump in our ghettos, and you help distribute some of that shit? I consider you a class enemy. Now you tell me really what you were saying to her, before I tell you. (Angry) Because I know what you were saying to her.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Right.

Jones: (Angry) I don’t mean the words. You said the right words. But what were you really trying to get her to get? You weren’t (radio distortion) you weren’t good enough for her, that you were— wasn’t you felt sorry that you hurt her. What were you really trying to get achieved? What were you trying to get done in that loft?

Murmurs in crowd.

Jones: You goddamned people that won’t look at your minds. If I hadn’t looked at mine, where in the hell would this place be?

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Don’t try no fucking games on me. What you were trying to do was to come on with a babyfied talk and little-boy-play-game and say I’m sorry, so she won’t go with that doctor, and you get back in her nooky. (Confronting) Was that not right, sir? Is that not what you were really trying to get done?

Stanley: That’s true, Dad.

Jones: It’s as plain as the nose on the face, and you’re too damn bright not to see what the hell he was doing.

Crowd: Right.

Woman in crowd approaches mike: Do you see what Dad’s saying?

Janice: Yes.

Jones: What did I say, sweetie?

Janice: You said the only reason he was talking on that bunk to me was because he was trying to get me to not go with Dr. Schacht, and so he can get at my pussy, that’s all.

Crowd: That’s right.

Jones: It’s the same line. It’s the line you hear all over this place. That line is so old, it, it, it’s boring. I’ve heard that fucking line— last time I heard it, it was Bruce Oliver. You sound just like Bruce Oliver. (Pause) Now there’s the last case I know, and then, then— he’s no exception. It’s all through this place. (Mimics) I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Just so I can get you cooled down, ‘cause you consider the woman an emotional animal, and if you, you get her under control, get her all cooled down, (voice snarls) so you can fuck the next time she goes to Georgetown. I know you pricks.

Tape cuts off.

Marceline: —(unintelligible) you’d have, you’d have walked out of her life and you’d have given her— (end of sentence overrun)

Jones: Yes, yes.

Marceline: If you gave a damn for her, you’d have walked out of her life.

Jones: (Shouting in agreement) Yes, yes. You wouldn’t have come with no long song and dance, you’da said— you’da left it where it was. (Pause) If you really was so sorry that you hurt her, you’d let the doctor had her.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Goddamn lucky the doctor’s interested in her. I don’t know what the shit the choice would be between you and the doctor. I can’t imagine. (Pause) (Struggles for words) I’ve, I’ve criticized the doctor and hit him hard and jumped him on things, but I can’t imagine— works to— his schedule, his hours? Sure, sure, everyone of you’ve been a burden to me. And I’ll be goddamned if I can see the difference. I haven’t had to watch his ass to work. He’s saved lives, and last night, we had an emergency— sure, there’s miracles that I do, every one of these mothers came here with improper medical care from the United States. That mother would have died, just like the rest. It would— Every baby’s been (unintelligible). I don’t know the choice. (Pause) I don’t know, I can’t imagine you thinking twice. As I said to you, you got a lot of nerve. I told you there, I have had to crawl in bed with men and put up with shit for this cause, I’ve had to lay with women I hated till my skin crawled, and then you want to make the difference between what feels good to you. But I don’t want— I, I made up my mind, I ain’t putting the doctor through that shit. He ain’t going through that. I’m not setting him up so I’m laying it all out, honey.

Crowd: Applause.

Jones: And whatever you feel for him, that’s your business. I don’t what you feel, ‘cause you don’t talk. So you don’t feel nothing for him, you don’t feel nothing for him, you don’t feel nothing for the doctor, is that right? (Pause) ‘Cause I ain’t, I ain’t, I ain’t setting nobody up. I ain’t doing it.

Janice: I do feel something for the doctor, because— Okay, last night, when I was talking to him, he didn’t— he showed me his sensitivity to me, like he, you know, every time I talk to him ever since, you know—

Jones: Now you’re talking like an emancipated person.

Janice: He, you know, said—

Jones: Sensitivity. I think that would be mighty important to women who’ve been kicked in the ass every five seconds.

Crowd: Clapping.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Janice: — so like um, he— you know, he even told me, you know, why don’t you just go on home, ‘cause I know you’re tired.

Jones: All right, pricks out there, you better get with it, ‘cause you— Stanley’s not the only prick in this town. We—

Women cry out.

Jones: We ought, we ought to cut the pricks off so we can have fried sausage at night. We’d be better off.

Crowd: Clapping and cheers.

Janice: Like, um, he— you know, he said, why don’t you go on home, I know you’re tired, you’re going to have to get up early and work tomorrow morning, and I, I don’t know, I’ll just let you go on home ‘cause I don’t want to have to keep you up. And then, like last night— (Pause) Then last night, like um—


[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Jones: (talks too low). That’s a hell of a compliment, talk six hours with the pressure that’s on him. (Unintelligible question aside)

Male voice too soft.

Jones: He didn’t want to take time— He didn’t want to take your time, he wanted to get home and get rest, is that what he said?

Man: Yeah, that’s what she was saying—

Janice: Yes, Dad.

Jones: He wanted to give you a cha— he wanted to give you a chance to rest, this prick talks all night to you and won’t let you sleep.

Janice: Yeah, he, he showed sensitivity, he was even being honest, he— he told me, you know, exactly why he wanted to go with me, and— you know, I thought about that, because then, you know, I asked Stanley the same question, he come up with all this shit about he concerned about me, he didn’t even tell me the real feeling, you know.

Jones: If he had been concerned about you, he wouldn’t have jumped the first woman that could lay down and straddle her legs.

Crowd: Yeah. Clapping.

Jones: Anyone who hasn’t eaten, please hold your hands, so they can get— Jesus Christ. What do you mean—

Schacht: I just want to say that I’m—

Jones: Well, you got a whole long line here, honey, so you’re going to be feeding a while. Shift, please. (Pause) We’re in for a long night’s wait.

Schacht: I just want to say something that taught me, was that life is shit.

Woman’s voice in crowd: Right.

Schacht: Life is shit. And Dad’s been saying a long time, that any life outside this collective, is shit. And what he— what Dad says about relationships is true, too, every— every bit of what Dad says is true about it. And I’m grateful to him for teaching me, because I’m not getting involved with a relationship, because I hope— ‘cause I want to die a revolutionary death, and I— I believe— I been— I’ve been (Pause) hesitant and afraid, but boy it looked good. It looked good, it looked good.

Woman: Look at him. See what you’ve done to him.

Schacht: And I don’t want to put any— I don’t want to put any guilt on her, it’s just the truth. It what’s Dad says is true, and it’s true. Life is shit, except for socialism, and that’s all we’ve got here. And I don’t want to get involved in something that sidetracked me.

Crowd: Yay! Cheers and applause.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Marceline: I think we all need to be reminded that Larry Schacht— It’s true, he was educated by Peoples Temple and he was brought out of— well, his brains were scrambled with drugs when he came here. But the fact is—

Jones: He didn’t push them.

Marceline: He didn’t push them, and he left an internship at San Francisco General Hospital to come here and take care of the likes of you.

Crowd: Cheers.

Jones: And I sure had a lot of regret and guilt to have to bring him, but I knew I couldn’t handle this shit alone. Here’s what— what bothers me, he says it’s shit outside of socialism, (voice turns angry) and we got some of the goddamn shit right here with us — (voice fades)

Crowd: Applause.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Jones: (Angry) You can’t get away from that fucking shit. (Pause) That’s why I’d like to die. You can’t get away from the fucking shit. You carry it with you, no matter how much you try to teach, no matter how much of an example you live, no matter how much you burn your life out, night after day, day after night, lay up here in a stroke, then you— goddamnit. (Pause) It hurts. I wish I could cry and be healthier. It hurts that you— even— I even have to talk to you about this goddamn miserable shit.

Young woman: Janice, that’s the first thing you should have done, when you found out about it, was kick him out the house. You didn’t have to be living up there with him. And you should have took a long— a stronger stand a long time ago. But back, even back in San Francisco, you up there, you (unintelligible word) praise over Stanley, when you left, you getting ready to leave, you all sad ‘cause Stanley not going, but look what he’s doing to you. He doesn’t even give a damn about you. But you always worry about him. (Unintelligible word) dress up for him, comb your hair for him and everything, but he didn’t care— he, he don’t care a damn thing about you, and I don’t see why you can’t grow up and learn that he don’t care anything about you, except keeping all this shit off of him.

Another woman: There’s one thing, Stanley, we’re on the bus, Stanley cussed this girl out from San Francisco to New York City. He talked — he cussed her out from San Francisco to New York, and she should have quit his ass then, and I’m so sick and tired of these women, they run around, they say, we had a opportunity to be free, we get rid of these motherfuckers. They got a opportunity to be free of their ass, and they still come all the way over here to George— to Jonestown. I’m so, so mad about this shit. They want to be free, they talk that shit, if I could rid of this sucker, I wouldn’t have another man as long as I live. You hear that every day of your life. And as soon as they have the opportunity to be free, they worried about who’s fucking who, and this girl— it’s ridiculous, ‘cause I’ve heard Stanley talk to her like a dog every time I ever seen them together, and she just continuously go along with this shit, which she doesn’t deserve any better than Stanley, because a lot of women don’t want to even live unless the sucker got they foot up they ass, and if that’s what she wants, then he should stick his foot up her ass, because she let him do this to her the whole time.

Jones: — while I cut his throat.

Tape silent for few seconds.

Jones: — his ass, if you want to be a slave to him, which you don’t, you apparently, but I don’t know, what, what happened to you the other night when I was in agony here? What was going on? You tell me what was going on, when it was obvious that I couldn’t see? They had to lead me away. I didn’t let you people— (voice softens) I was blind when I left this meeting. I didn’t know what I’d ever see again. (Pause) But did I let you people worry about it?

Crowd: No.

Jones: I went over and talked to doctor. Anybody had sense to see, I couldn’t see.

Crowd: That right.

Jones: The blood, the small stroke that affected the, the capillaries that affect the eyes or whatever, the doctor can explain, (voice rises to shout) but I couldn’t see. Goddamnit. Pouring out my soul, to try to educate people like this. (Pause) Never raise my emotion, never raise my voice, I could not see. And you people still put this shit on me. No sooner than the one meeting ends, another one begins.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Clapping. (Radio breakup)

Woman: I just—

Schacht: — said, Dad couldn’t see a thing. He’s— He was up here, and he couldn’t even see somebody’s face right here, and he was asking about what they, how they looked, how they responded to their, to their criticism, to their, to their uh public criticism. he couldn’t even see their face. And he was concerned to see how they took it, and see how well they responded to it. See if it helped them. (Pause) He couldn’t see at all. And he didn’t— He— He wasn’t able to see, and then later that night, he had convulsions. He had three convulsions. (Pause) He didn’t bother you with that. He— He said, I’m taking care of business, I’m reading reports, that’s what he said, to make you feel okay. But he was having seizures during that time.

Voices too low.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Janice: The reas— I just— I was try— I was trying to analyze myself the past week, and I have come to realize, not just tonight, but I been realizing how stupid I’ve been, because one thing, I don’t have no respect for myself, that is obvious. I have no damn respect for myself —

Woman’s voice to one side: (Kindly) You better get some, darling.

Janice: — ‘cause um, okay.

Marceline: I don’t know why. You are very, very— (Radio break-up) You are very intelligent. You are very attractive. I don’t know why you don’t have a good image of yourself. I just don’t know why.

3rd woman: I don’t think Janice even— (tape cuts off) Janice really wanted for him to give this up—

Low voices.

4th woman in crowd: You’re black, and you have (Pause) Dad. (Tape cuts off). You’re black, you’ve been with Dad, should have self-respect in the highest.

Janice: I’m talk— what I’m talking about, it’s like, I know I didn’t give a damn about who he’s fucking around with, it’s just that—

Jones: Would one of the medical people get the sphygmomanometer for an hour or two, so I can test the blood pressure again, just to be sure. Go ahead, Marceline, go ahead. Let the doctor stand there. He’s involved in it, that’s fine.

Janice: I didn’t give a damn who he fucked with, but the— for some stupid reason I had— I thought that, you know, I could talk to him and make him change, you know. I don’t know why.

Crowd: Ohhh.

Jones: (Draws out words) Alllllways I hear you women do that. Alllllways I hear this— Evvvery goddamn woman can make the man change. (Pause) I don’t know where in the hell this is.

Woman in crowd: Janice, how long you been with Stanley? Janice, how long you been with Stanley?

Janice: (Unintelligible word— Four? One?) and a half years.

Woman: He ain’t changed yet.

Several voices call out.

Janice: Because, I don’t know, I just— I’ll just be honest, for some rea— okay, like when I was in counseling session back in June, um, (radio breakup) I can’t remember which counselor it was, but somebody said that it’s, um, that I could change him if I— you know, if I get my shit together. That’s what somebody—

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Woman: You haven’t got your shit together yet.

Janice: Yeah, I see that.

Woman: You haven’t got you—

Jones: Will you women write this down, if we live through this White Night, so they can deal with this shit—

Woman: Yeah.

Jones: — of why women think that they can make men change? I do not know.

Another woman: Uh, this is just generally to all women who think, who think that your situation is different. A lot of women think that, that their so-called boyfriend or whatever you want to call it, really cares about you. But you stop fucking him, and then you see how long they stay around.

Crowd: Yeah. Applause.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Jones: Or fuck them and somebody else. Or don’t baby them. Or don’t take care of their shit and don’t put up with their dirt. And do— you do your lion’s share of the load of the work. Even fucking them isn’t enough.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: You gotta be fucked over.

Scattered voices: Right.

Woman: Okay. The reason you think—

Jones: You didn’t say many amens to that, but you got to be willing to be fucked over. (Pause) The only good relationships I’ve ever seen around this place, where there wasn’t really any fucking going on, but a mutual sharing of the work.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Applause.

Woman: The reason you think you should change Stanley is you haven’t admitted that you have zero personality, you think you’re better than the rest of us. None of the rest of us has ever changed a man. A man has to change hisself.

Crowd: Right. Scattered applause.

Janice: Okay— (tape cuts off)

Jones: — Liz Taylor had somebody leave her. Marilyn Monroe had somebody leave her. Marilyn Monroe wanted that— who was it, Senator Kennedy, or President Kennedy, he didn’t, he didn’t break up his relationship for Marilyn Monroe, Body Beautiful. (Pause) Ethel Waters— I mean, not Ethel Waters— That Lena Horne, most beautiful woman, that man, man broke her heart right there, most beautiful black woman ever coming down the track. What the hell’s the matter with you dumb people? (Pause) Who the hell you think you gonna change—

(Radio breakup for ten seconds as Marceline speaks, unintelligible)

Crowd: Applause.

Jones: Obviously, however fragrant your vagina was, it didn’t last. The fragrance — no sooner than he got out, he lost the smell of your vagina.

Crowd: Murmurs. Right.

Woman: I’d like to say something.

Crowd: Applause.

Woman: Janice, I’d like to say to you, that you are no (radio breakup for several seconds) — dress up in a nice clean shirt, and some striped overalls, and was grinning and showing all 79 or 89 or whatever of his teeth. He was so goddamn happy to be rid of you.

Jones: She telling truth.

Crowd: That’s right.

Jones: (Radio breakup) — all cleaned up, I can tell when they’re gone to town. It’s— I— I’m ready to die. I’m so sick of seeing you people act like a bunch of chickens. Chickens could do better. Chickens have got more loyalty, and dogs got more loyalty than some of the shit I see going on.

Crowd: Right. Applause.

Janice: Dad, if I— if I would have known about all this shit he was getting into, like drugs and stuff, I would never have looked at him. I was— ‘cause—

Crowd: Cries of protest.

Jones: Okay, okay. We— we’ll give you the credits of it, but I’m not sure about that, honey, ‘cause a whole lot of folks setting here with folks that pushed him.

Crowd: Right.

Janice: I mean because I thought, you know, he was— I— Okay, I— I— I thought he was, you know— I know he’s doing (unintelligible word— sounds like “slowly”), but I thought he was, you know, starting to do something—

Jones: (Angry) You better listen out there, ‘cause I don’t want to drag your ass up here for this matter. This is going down as a matter of public record and re— being recorded. I do not want— ’course we can replay it, and listen to ourselves, this is— I’m damned tired of this. Going through White Nights. There’ll be one I won’t go through. Because I’m tired of having to repeat the same damn message, the same people get up and try to give you the same truth, and the goddamn truth is so plain as the nose on your face, and that sonofabitch, the next meeting, somebody repeats the same shit.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Right. Applause.

Jones: And I want to correct that thing, and I know (unintelligible) ‘cause I got a lot of good reports, I heard Debby talk about the revolutionary women in history last night, Debby Jensen [Deborah Schroeder], as I listened— The men ought to hear it. You ought to pipe this shit out and let them hear it. ‘Cause there’s some very good stuff come out of there. But one thing I would take difference with, you— if— even if you fuck ‘em, it don’t do no good.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: Because you are fucking him, and he didn’t stay true to you hours. You weren’t gone hours till he was fucking somebody else. And he’da fucked anybody else, if they’d got— He just found somebody easy he could get. (Pause) Easiest piece he could get, he thought. That’s what he said. (Pause) So, if there had been 15 more, he’da done it.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Crowd: Right.

Jones: And if he could find somebody take a little more of his shit right now, he’d dump you for another relationship.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: They just ain’t nobody in line for Stanley right now.

Crowd: No.

Jones: Hmm?

Eugene Chaikin: Well, it’s plain as the nose on your face, the man’s homosexual. He said he couldn’t stand who he was fucking either. Can’t stand you, can’t stand the other woman. He can’t stand any woman.

Crowd: Right.

Janice: Dad, I wa— just like you said, I thought—

Jones: You fucked and fucked and ready to vomit. That’s very strange. (Pause) (Struggles for words) Eyes closed and ready to vomit, and fucking. (Pause) Why were you doing it?

Woman: What were you doing, man ?

Jones: I bet you got— I bet you got a great— you got one bigger ‘n you, and that wouldn’t have to be too hard, and he would— (Seductive tone of voice) he softly shoved it up your ass and touched your prostate, baby, you wouldn’t vomit. (Pause) As if you were all that ignorant about it anyway. (Pause) It’ll take another three weeks, so I don’t— I’m not interested in your sexual life (struggles for words), be interesting to hear about all sides of your sexual life, Stanley. (Long pause) Of course, that’s a long story. We us— we— it usually takes about two years for a man to get honest about the men he’s been with.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Long pause.

Jones: ‘Cause I’ve had, I’ve had, I’ve had, I’ve had to do it, baby. I’ve had to do it. Great big football players, where it opened up a door. Great big bucks of men that would be twice in size in body, and when I’ve had to do it — and I mean everybody did it— I don’t know nothing about— nobody’s ever been up mine, but I’ve sure been up them, to open doors for this place, and I’ve opened doors of men that was twice your size, and they oohed and ahhed and unh-huh-unh-huh-huh. And you— you— shit, you ain’t done to this shit, you know this shit. I don’t need to talk to somebody, no street man like you, you know about men. (Pause) Yeah, I thought so.

Stanley: Uh, I, you know, indulged with homosexuality. I mean, I know—

Jones: He said he’s indulged in homosexuality, and that’s it, that’s it. I don’t want to hear no more of this shit. I’ve had to go through much of it. (Pause) Okay, that’s good. I’m proud of you standing there, for not (Pause) fucking around, hedging on that one. (Pause) He said he’d been a homosexual. (Pause) Been an active one, not like some of you, (mimics farmer boy voice) Ah, Ah think Ah’m a pootie, Ah, Ah’ve got homosexual feelings. Or, I’m latent. You were laden, you mean. You were laid. That’s what you should say, I’m a laid homosexual. (Pause) Ready and willing. (Long pause) I don’t give a goddamn about that. What I— what gets me so sick is to see people use people. I don’t care whether they’re homosexual, if I— and I’ve said it over and again, that would be that uh— not now, I’m in a White Night, but I inherited a hell of a sex drive, uh and it’s all oriented to women. But I wish if— If women had the proper pride they ought to, they ought to all become a, a legion of Amazon— uh, Amazonas and lesbians, and never take a look at one of us.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: They, they, they, they, they— Only then, only then would they be capable of fighting a revolution, ‘cause they go crazy every time they get around a man.

Crowd: Murmurs.

[shortwave radio transmission continues from time to time in background]

Jones: No, all right, that’s all right, I don’t give a shit whether you like it or not, it’s true, you all go crazy every time you get around a man.

Crowd: Applause.

Jones: Unless the man develops a feminine and the, and the masculine, and there’s a perfect matching of, of com— compatibility and weighing of responsibilities and sharing of intellect. (Struggles for words) I’d have to see such a case. I haven’t seen it going around here. All I see is moony-eyed bullshit.

Scattered voices: That’s right.

Jones: Some hope for maybe the yo— the, the young. Hope so. (Pause) Who in the hell wouldn’t be ready for a White Night? (Pause) Don’t I’d like for one to come and not pass.


Janice: Dad, uh, I think the reason why I was stupid enough to fall into this thing was because —

Jones: John can come back now.

Janice: — is because —

Jones: Stanley can come back now. (Pause) Do you understand what I was going to do with Dan? John, would you do it?

Scattered voices: Yeah.

Jones: Hmm?

Scattered voices: Yes, Dad.

Jones: And Dorothy Buckley was going to go— she offered to go help me, and that little girl wrote up that, that’s very sweet. Very sweet. Very sweet. (Pause)

Voice in crowd: I think we said, Dad, if they came for one, they come for all.

Crowd: Right.

Jones: I know a lot of you feel that way. But there’s some fuckers here, that the once they’re way out, and they, they might as well make up their mind tonight what to do, because we’re— we’ve got serious shit to deal with, more than this shit. ‘Cause we’re waiting for some feedback, step by step.

Marceline: I’ll tell you one thing, if you’re counting on me letting you out, forget it. Okay?

Scattered voices: Right.

Jones: If I, if I go, then (struggles for words) I know security won’t let you out.

Crowd: Right. Clapping.

Jones: I can’t— There’s no ch— ch— chance now, I can’t take Dana and uh, John. I wouldn’t trust nobody else to do it like I do it. I’ll be very frank, I can get them through the um, airlines, and you know they’ve got the immigration set up so the minute they see their cards and mine, there’d be— there’d be difficulty. There— That much difficulty right now we’re facing (radio distortion). Turn— Please turn that mother [radio] off.

Crowd: Clapping.

Jones: Okay, go ahead (unintelligible) Go ahead, go ahead. Can’t you do— Ask if they can’t do something about cutting that down a little bit so it don’t bleed through here. Uh, we have, you have, you have exactly two hours and fifteen minutes of practice, you people, before you hit the, the news.

Marceline: I also wanted to say over the loudspeaker, I would kill you before I’d let you hurt one of them, too. And I want you to know it.

Crowd: Applause.

Jones: Give me feedback on how all those people are doing, feedback on all the, the, the dealings with the various ministers and find out who in the hell, where the hell the head is. (Pause) I think there should be a clandestine meeting with uh Coleman (?), the opposition, Jagan, I think that ought to be suggested. (Pause) Secret meeting. I think not necessarily in, in the immediate order, but I think we ought to get— talk to, talk to Shirl— talk to the Soviets about that. (Pause) You hearing me in there?

Male voice talks too low.

Jones: The Soviets have to be the only secure place to do it. Have him come in the goddamn embassy, meet him there. (Pause) What the fuck’s going on, I want to know why he throwed all those papers on the floor and walked out of there. (Pause) I hope they’re starting our revolution. (Pause) You broke— You break my heart. You break my heart. I’ve quit crying now, you people— you people broke my heart till I can’t cry no more. And it’s unhealthy. I’d probably have a better blood pressure — (Pause) Come up here. Marceline. (Pause) Get some of this tension out instead of in— internally.

(Tape cuts off)

Woman: Okay, put it down.

Another woman: Oh no, go ahead, say what you gotta say, but you know, don’t keep—

Man in crowd: (Unintelligible) you say you wouldn’t talk too long.

Janice: Okay, I just wanted— I want every other sister— I want every sister in here to listen to this. I was stupid enough to think that, you know, he might have some concerns— I was trying to grow, but the only reason why he was even—

Another man in crowd: Hey, shut up out there!

Tape cuts off.

Janice: The only time— like, if I— if I— if like, I, you know, had talked to him—

Jones: Shift.

Janice: — into doing something right, the only reason why he would do it is because he thought he was going to get something back. But otherwise he is not—

Jones: They have to do that. There’s no way they can— You can correct that — please do, that bleeding in, all electronic people here. But if you can’t, go ahead, they gotta make that call. (Pause) There ain’t a m— sonofabitching mess on two fronts. (Pause) Three fronts, counting Washington.

Janice: But I see that he not even— he don’t even— not even committed to the cause, because, the only way how I could ever get him to do anything with the, you know, talking, talk him into doing it, was to giving up something, and if he was very committed to this cause and to freedom and trying to help other people who haven’t been out pushing drugs, then I wouldn’t have to, never have to give up nothing to get him to go to work or to get a att— right kind of attitude or even to listen to the news. That’s the only way he di— ever did anything. ‘Cause I had to give up something, and it wasn’t even worth it.

Jones: Give us— give me— give me uh some news, right now, Stanley. (long pause) Same old smile, I’ve seen it for nine months.

Stanley: Um.


Jones: What are we standing here for, wha— wha— what’s happening now, Stanley? I bet you know a little bit now what’s happening, ‘cause your ass is on the line.

Stanley: Yes, Dad. (Pause) What’s happening now is, well, I couldn’t hear too, too well back there, I was trying to keep up with, you know, I was working in the kitchen, but, from what I heard, that um, we’re having a White Night because of— the ex- the enemies or the Cobbs and Liz Forman and those, so are walking around our building, the building in San Francisco with some type of paper or something, protesting some time, I think—

Jones: How long you got this for, Stanley?

End of side 2

Tape originally posted February 1999