Lame Cherry: when an adult is not around

As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.

I'm typing this in thinking to myself, no advocacy, just pondering how things go in life and how evil wins when people let it.

For God's reasons, I picked up a book that I would never read nor want to read, in My Father's Daughter, a memoir by Tina Sinatra. I had no idea this kid even existed, only Nancy who sang that "Boots" song and Frank jr., who sang I think his old man's music, so I would never listen to that stuff.

I did not like Frank Sinatra in what I knew of him, nor any of that Ocean's 10 or Rat Pack. They were grubby and disgusting people. I wanted nothing to do with them, Frank Sinatra to me was coast music, like Barbara Streisand or Woody Allen. If the freaks on the coast were not listening to that shit or watching it, it would never be made. They were products of metro dictatorships of perverse taste.

I state all of that, so you will think I would be the first to give a nod in knowing Frank Sinatra had a hard life. A man can be summed up by allot of things, and for Frank Sinatra, he had bitchy fat Italian mother whose father should have knocked the hell out of, because Frank had no Christian upbringing, only that Mass shit, and he got away with excuses like being an artist, when he should have been home with the wife he married and been faithful to her.

That marriage ended in 3 kids and a divorce, but a loyal ex wife who was still fucking Frank in thinking he could come back and loyal kids.

Frank would marry Ava Gardner, another boiling pot and then that odd Mia Farrow. He just figured he was not meant to be happy. That is pure ignorant God never promises you happiness as it is fleeting. God promises Joy and that fulfillment does not come from what you do, but Jesus the Christ inside of you.

What Frank Sinatra ended up with, according to his daughter was a bitch named Barbara, who was Frank's mother, a self serving, selfish, self centered, manipulative cunt. The examples the kid gives are numerous in getting control over everything Frank Sinatra had, selling it off, throwing out his kid's pictures and ending with the funeral when Barbara pulled a crucifix Tina was going to give to someone who adored her father, but Barbara was not having any of it, so she sliced open with the cross the daughter's hand.

Frank Sinatra was a bastard in this battling marriage, but his wife was a worse bitch and she beat this aging man down, until he was just a biting fang. He wanted this 4th marriage to work, but Frank Sinatra was a battered husband, he could not escape as Barbara got the Catholic religion involved so that meant Frank was going to hell if the marriage was not made right by him. That meant money to the priests and piles of things to Barbara.

Time and again the girls fought over this with their father, and time and again things only got worse. This is what has me thinking and pondering in Tina Sinatra when Barbara tried to get Frank to adopt her grown son, said family, name and blood were all that mattered. For all that mattering Tina apologized more for wearing fur, succumbing to that same damned woke propaganda and leftist shit that her old man stuck up for in equality, where those snakes are now devouring America, in their tolerance.

This Barbara time lasted 20 years. from age 62 to 82, that family watched this woman call their father a has been, belittle him, rob him, rob them, and in the end leave Frank alone as a corpse in not calling his kids when he died.

Family, Name and Blood.

All of us have watched the Godfather and all that propaganda, but we have all heard of the Italians and Scicilians in their mafia. I remember a story, I think it was Sam Giancana who was at the center of this story. There was some guy who ran into Mr. Sam and as they talked, Mr. Sam said, "I know you. I remember your father came to my father in Sicily, your sister had married a man who was beating her up all the time, so my father sent his men over and they broke this guys knees and told him if he touched that girl again they would kill him. The beating stopped."

I think about the disconnect in the Sinatra family from their roots. Frank Sinatra knew mobsters. Hell they wanted to hit him over the Kennedy's betraying the mob for fixing the 1960 elections as a favor to Frank Sinatra, and yet when it came to protecting a family member, none of the children, not the ex wife, had it in them to end Frank Sinatra's problems at the source. They were so squeamish that they did not even approach the mob and ask for a creative way to make Frank a widower. It would have solved all of Frank's problems with being beat to hell, as that is what killed him in the end in being miserable.

All Frank Sinatra ever needed was Jesus to fill up the empty, and some adult who could go rescue him from this death trap he was in. Yet no one, in family, name and blood, was up to it. Hell Tina withdrew, and was more interested in apologizing for wearing fur than for leaving her father to be abused.

Last that was said was Tina got her father's rob, because she took it as she had given it to him. None of these kids got a damn thing, only the fourth wife.

I think in addition to Jesus, that Frank Sinatra should have exposed his children to some American virtue. You know the John Wayne stuff that was running those Goddamn communists out of Hollywood and who are now back hunting down Jan6ers in all of their tolerance. I just can't figure how someone who is all family would not have one person in it, who could swallow hard and do the thing they never dreamed they would have to do, not because it was asked, but because it was someone you loved who was in trouble.
Tina related that Frankie once crawled over a ledge to a second story bathroom to rescue her when she locked herself in a bathroom. That is a big brother and he risked his life, so there is something in that man of true grit, but having been abandoned by his old man, he never felt it was his place to save the old man.

I think of all the loved pets and innocent animals dead, because people believed the propaganda and stopped wearing fur. They never though that predator eat constantly and never stop, unless they are stopped. I think of Frank Sinatra like a lap dog, let out into the California night and a Goddamn coyote eats him, and everyone acts like nothing could be done about it, because that is just what happens in cities.

You always hope someone comes to rescue you, but that only happens when an adult is around. No one came to rescue Frank Sinatra. They left him for dead in a 20 year prison. I pit that poor bastard as Tina mentioned that he saw his mother in his room in the years before he died, and asked one of the staff to get her out of there. I doubt like hell his mother went to Heaven, and she was there knowing that the same tormented soul Frank was, was going to have him not going to the Light and wandering around on this earth or dragged to hell, as being a Catholic is not going to save anyone.

Just one of those bad things in life, when an adult was not around.

Nuff Said