Photojournalist: What are they gonna say about her? What are they gonna say? That she was a kind woman? That she was a wise woman? That she had plans? That she had wisdom? Bullshit man!That's right jack,what you have to understand is that her mind is clear ,but her soul is mad.
Britney Kurtz: I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a bad mother. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with The Mickey Mouse Club. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to entertain the children and give them Mickey Mouse dolls. We left the camp after we had entertained the children for Disney, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every Mickey mouse doll arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained entertainers. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten shows of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to cancel without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.
Britney Kurtz: I watched shaving cream fall along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Falling, slithering, along the edge of a straight... razor... and surviving.
Britney Kurtz :What do you call entertainers who accuse entertainers ?
Britney Kurtz : We train young kids to entertain people. But their producers won't allow them to sing the word "fuck" on their cd's because it's obscene!
Britney Kurtz : I worry that my son might not understand what I've tried to be. And if I were to be no longer in the news,Ms.Sawyer,I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything. Everything I did, everything you saw, because there's nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. And if you understand me,Ms.Sawyer, you will do this for me.
Britney Kurtz:The Horror.The Horror.
Britney Kurtz: I've seen horrors... horrors that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a bad mother. You have a right to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to judge me. It's impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Horror. Horror has a face... and you must make a friend of horror. Horror and moral terror are your friends. If they are not then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies. I remember when I was with The Mickey Mouse Club. Seems a thousand centuries ago. We went into a camp to entertain the children and give them Mickey Mouse dolls. We left the camp after we had entertained the children for Disney, and this old man came running after us and he was crying. He couldn't see. We went back there and they had come and hacked off every Mickey mouse doll arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. The genius. The will to do that. Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we. Because they could stand that these were not monsters. These were men... trained entertainers. These men who fought with their hearts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten shows of those men our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have men who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to cancel without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment. Because it's judgment that defeats us.
Britney Kurtz: I watched shaving cream fall along the edge of a straight razor. That's my dream. That's my nightmare. Falling, slithering, along the edge of a straight... razor... and surviving.
Britney Kurtz :What do you call entertainers who accuse entertainers ?
Britney Kurtz : We train young kids to entertain people. But their producers won't allow them to sing the word "fuck" on their cd's because it's obscene!
Britney Kurtz : I worry that my son might not understand what I've tried to be. And if I were to be no longer in the news,Ms.Sawyer,I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything. Everything I did, everything you saw, because there's nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. And if you understand me,Ms.Sawyer, you will do this for me.
Britney Kurtz:The Horror.The Horror.
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