(and why did
Manson think he was dead?)
To get to
that answer you first need to know that, like many other live-ins at Spahn, Tex
came and went one or two times. November of 1968 was one of those times. He
decided to move out and live with a friend, Luella, with whom he had made a
decent amount of money selling weed. He liked Luella but she was pretty into
the whole “free spirit” type of thing. He elaborates greatly on their
relationship and their life in the Hollywood apartment in his book ‘Would you
die for me?’ in a chapter called “Happy in Hollywood”. Their friendship got a
little weird when she ended up getting pregnant and having an abortion in Mexico,
as it typically does. By March of 69’ he was back with the Fam, commuting
between there and Hollywood trying to get Luella to go with him. His attempts
were sincere but she refused to go past the front gate.
Living back
in Hollywood had changed Tex, he was dressing nicer, he was getting his hair
styled and started to go by “Charles” again. When he left mainstream society
again, it seemed the need to prove himself to his old friends outweighed his
need to not get arrested. So then this happened:
This photo
is referred to as the “Belladonna Mug Shot” for obvious reasons, which I am
about to tell you. This photo was taken in April in Van Nuys, CA after Charles
was arrested for taking an insane amount of Belladonna root and slithering on
all fours yelling, “beep beep beep!”. He describes himself in the mug shot as
looking like a “demented animal”. (Side note: This arrest is the reason why he was
fingerprinted for the first time in his life, a print that was later collected
from the front door at 10050 Cielo Dr.)
Because of
Mansons new driving force (the upcoming race war), money was their main focus.
He had heard Tex talk about Luella and their life together and she was
semi-loaded, he thought it necessary for her former roomie to ask her for
money so they could buy dune buggies. She wasn’t really feelin’ that. So he
decides to setup a fake drug transaction that ended up involving a man by the
name of Bernard “Lotsapapa” Crowe (told ya I’d get to it).
And I’ll let
the man himself explain how it was to be done:
“I called Luella… on July 1 and said
that the Family had $100 and wanted to buy a kilo of grass, but our Mafia
vending-machine connection would only sell 25 kilos at a throw, for a cool
$2,500…. She called back and told me that she knew somebody who was interested
in buying the extra kilos, but she needed to make some money out of the deal as
well.”
They made an
arrangement where they would pay the Family’s “connection” $2,500 for the 25
kilos, but charge Luella’s client $125 a piece that way they would get 3 kilo’s
free and Luella would make a couple hundred bucks. The only stipulation was
that Watson was the only one allowed to meet with the Family’s connection.
“T.J. would drive me down to LA and
drop me near Luella’s apartment to make it look like I’d hitchhiked. He’d then
go on to the dealer’s place on the other side of town, parking in the back of
the apartment house out of which the man worked. Luella would drive me back
there with the money, and I’d go in the front door and out the back with the
bread, leaving her to explain things to her friend.”
Here is the
problem, you guys. Luella had herself a friend and, you guessed it, it was
Bernard “Big Crow” “Lotsapapa/Lotsapoppa/Lotsanicknames” Crowe. Crowe was her
client who was prepared to spend $2750 on all of those fake kilos and he wasn’t
really cozy with the idea of just handing it over to this shifty looking hippie
with no security. “While he and one of
his boys waited downstairs in their big black Caddy, another one of his men
tried to talk Luella and me into letting them come with us. I tried everything
I could think of, including walking out of the door, but finally we ended up
riding out to the connection’s apartment in Crowe’s big black car, with his men
on either side of us, just like something out of a movie.”
They allowed
Tex to go in alone and kept Luella in the car as collateral. “When
Crowe threatened violence to her if I tried to cheat them, I gave him one of my
Texas grins and drawled that they should know I’d be coming back when they had
my girl.”
I think we could all guess what happens next. “… it didn’t much
matter to me what they did to Luella, as long as I got the money for Charlie.
They gave me the cash and I went straight into the front of the apartment and
straight out the back and T.J. and I were off to the ranch.” Such a peach.
They got to
the ranch and were mid-shoulder pat when the phone rang, how annoying. Guess who! It was now Charlie’s turn to do his part. He tried to explain to Crowe and Luella that Tex
had left weeks ago and he had no idea where he had gone but they were not
really buying it. According to Tex, Crowe then threatened to come down to Spahn
ranch and kill everyone there. He sent Sadie and Tex to the hills with a
sleeping bag and said he’d “deal with Crowe”.
T.J.
informed him the next day that Charlie had gone to the apartment where Crowe
lived with Randy Starr’s .22 Bluntline Revolver (sound familiar?). T.J. was
supposed to shoot him but he froze up and just hid behind Manson. After a brief
back and forth, Charlie grabbed the gun and pulled the trigger…aaaand nothing.
Twice. Just as the towering black man begins to taunt them, the gun goes off and
Crowes got a hole in his chest/stomach. Before running out, Charlie points the
gun at one of she victim’s friends and demands he give him his jacket. Why?
Because it was buckskin and it had fringe, duh. (This is the jacket he would
later be wearing when arrested for “grand theft auto” at Barker Ranch, his last
moment of freedom) Ok but then they bailed.
Charlie was
on a high and couldn’t stop talking about how he “plugged the blackie” back at home. They
had all assumed he was dead by the next day when news had come out that the
body of a Black Panther had been dumped near UCLA. Charlie’s delusions of
Helter Skelter were heightened as was his paranoia when more black men were
renting horses at the ranch than usual. He thought the Panthers were really
zeroing in on him at this point so they should probably get moving soon.
Ready for
the happy ending? Well, for one person.
“Much later I learned that Bernard
Crowe- who in fact never had anything to do with the Panthers- had not been
killed, only wounded. His friends had taken him away and had lain low, fearful
that if Charlie found out the Big Crow was still alive he might have come after
him again.” Crowe lived
his entire life with that bullet sitting in his stomach. During the trials of
the Tate-LaBianca murders, the prosecution offered to have the bullet removed
because it would prove the same gun was used in both shootings, Crowe refused because it’s a slightly risky operation. Charlie said he thought he saw a ghost
the day that Bernard Crowe took the stand at his trial. That was the first time Manson had seen him since he left him bleeding on the floor of his apartment that
day.