Znate asi Django Unchained... tak tohle je ze stejneho soudku.
Zajimave je, ze slovo Django bylo neco jako u nas spagetti vestern, je to oznaceni pro italsky westerny [rodokaps].... kazdopadne ty historky cerneho otrokare jsou napsany podle skutecnych udalosti. Stejne jako doktor Schmid je skutecna osobnost doby divokeho zapadu, ktery byl opravdu zubar, pak mu diagnostikovali tuberkulozu, takze se rozhodl, ze nema co ztratit, povesil zubarinu na hrebik ze kteryho sundal 2 revolvery a stal se lovcem lidi.
Neni pravda, ze by v dobe dobyvani divokeho zapadu bylo na ulicich nejak moc nebezpecno, jasne byli tam postavy jako Callamity Jane nebo Billy the Kid a par dalsich, veskutecnosti za cca 10 let, kdyz byl vrchol dobyvani zapadu umrelo pri soubojich na pistole jen 8 lidi, a obecne se nestrilelo tak, jak to vidite ve vesternech.
Kazdodne prestrelka v El Pasu byla velky masakr, a pak jeste v Tombstone, kde se potkalo pet strelcu, a jen 2 odesli z prestrelky.... jeden z nich byl prave Zubar. Nikdy nebyl ani postreleny, pry riskoval uplne neuveritelne, a byl ochoten jit do kazde situace s jistotou mrtveho muze, proto taky vyhral vsechny souboje, do kterych se kdy dostal. Zemrel 17 let pote, co povesil remeslo na hrebik a dal se na lovce lidi. Jako serif tusim nekde v Kalifornii. Obklopen rodinou a prateli....
kazdopadne doba, kdy lidsky zivot zeny, ktere je 51 a vychovala 10 deti, nema vetsi cenu nez krouzek zlata s jednim malim briliantem, a kde se pak vykoupis 40 dolarama, misto aby te povesili za vrazdu prvniho stupne...
The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
Bob Dylan
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling
In a matter of minutes, on bail was out walking
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
Hattie Carroll was a maid in the kitchen
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger
And you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears