Charlton Heston, one of the few Heroes emerging Conservative from Hollywood, President of the NRA, dies at his home in Beverly Hills

There are very few true men who can have an illustrious Hollywood career and come through without becoming weak, drugged, pampered and leftist, gay, or otherwise changed to something unrecognizable as a man. Charlton Heston was a prime example of what American men could be, and should be. Like Ronald Reagan and John Wayne, Charlton Heston lived a great Conservative life and will be missed.

From the A.P. via Karl at PW

In June 1998, Heston was elected president of the National Rifle Association, for which he had posed for ads holding a rifle. He delivered a jab at then-President Clinton, saying, ”America doesn’t trust you with our 21-year-old daughters, and we sure, Lord, don’t trust you with our guns.”

Heston stepped down as NRA president in April 2003, telling members his five years in office were ”quite a ride. … I loved every minute of it.”

Later that year, Heston was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the nation’s highest civilian honor. ”The largeness of character that comes across the screen has also been seen throughout his life,” President Bush said at the time.” [emboldenings mine]

Charlton Heston gave a speech to NRA members August 9, 2002, after he was diagnosed with Alzheimers, bidding farewell…
A Message from Charlton Heston

My Dear Friends, Colleagues and Fans:

My physicians have recently told me I may have a neurological disorder whose symptoms are consistent with Alzheimer’s disease. So… I wanted to prepare a few words for you now, because when the time comes, I may not be able to.

I’ve lived my whole life on the stage and screen before you. I’ve found purpose and meaning in your response. For an actor there’s no greater loss than the loss of his audience. I can part the Red Sea, but I can’t part with you, which is why I won’t exclude you from this stage in my life.

For now, I’m not changing anything. I’ll insist on work when I can; the doctors will insist on rest when I must. If you see a little less spring in my step, if your name fails to leap to my lips, you’ll know why. And if I tell you a funny story for the second time, please laugh anyway.

I’m neither giving up nor giving in. I believe I’m still the fighter that Dr. King and JFK and Ronald Reagan knew, but it’s a fight I must someday call a draw. I must reconcile courage and surrender in equal measure. Please feel no sympathy for me. I don’t. I just may be a little less accessible to you, despite my wishes.

I also want you to know that I’m grateful beyond measure. My life has been blessed with good fortune. I’m grateful that I was born in America, that cradle of freedom and opportunity, where a kid from the Michigan Northwoods can work hard and make something of his life. I’m grateful for the gift of the greatest words ever written, that let me share with you the infinite scope of the human experience. As an actor, I’m thankful that I’ve lived not one life, but many.

Above all, I’m proud of my family… my wife Lydia, the queen of my heart, my children, Fraser and Holly, and my beloved grandchildren, Jack, Ridley and Charlie. They’re my biggest fans, my toughest critics and my proudest achievement. Through them, I can touch immortality.

Finally, I’m confident about the future of America. I believe in you. I know that the future of our country, our culture and our children is in good hands. I know you will continue to meet adversity with strength and resilience, as our ancestors did, and come through with flying colors - the ones on Old Glory.

William Shakespeare, at the end of his career, wrote his farewell through the words of Prospero, in The Tempest. It ends like this:

Be cheerful, sir.
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

Thank you, and God bless you, everyone.

Sincerely,

Charlton Heston

Godspeed, Charlton Heston.

Bring back tablets.


crossed from home

7 comments:

  1. glendean, 6. April 2008, 8:37

    I wonder if they took the firearm from his “cold dead hands“? You’re right. He was a great advocate of the Second Amendment.

     
  2. Serr8d, 6. April 2008, 9:06

    I found this, later, from another great Charlton Heston speech

    …I believe that we are again engaged in a great civil war, a cultural war that’s about to hijack your birthright to think and say what resides in your heart. I fear you no longer trust the pulsing lifeblood of liberty inside you…the stuff that made this country rise from wilderness into the miracle that it is.

    Let me back up. About a year ago I became president of the National Rifle Association, which protects the right to keep and bear arms. I ran for office, I was elected, and now I serve…I serve as a moving target for the media who’ve called me everything from “ridiculous” and “duped” to a “brain-injured senile, crazy old man.” I know…I’m pretty old…but I sure Lord ain’t senile.

    As I have stood in the crosshairs of those who target Second Amendment freedoms, I’ve realized that firearms are not the only issue. No, it’s much, much bigger than that.

    I’ve come to understand that a cultural war is raging across our land, in which, with Orwellian fervor, certain acceptable thoughts and speech are mandated.

    For example, I marched for civil rights with Dr. King in 1963 - long before Hollywood found it fashionable. But when I told an audience last year that white pride is just as valid as black pride or red pride or anyone else’s pride, they called me a racist.

    I’ve worked with brilliantly talented homosexuals all my life. But when I told an audience that gay rights should extend no further than your rights or my rights, I was called a homophobe.

    I served in World War II against the Axis powers. But during a speech, when I drew an analogy between singling out innocent Jews and singling out innocent gun owners, I was called an anti-Semite.

    Everyone I know knows I would never raise a closed fist against my country. But when I asked an audience to oppose this cultural persecution, I was compared to Timothy McVeigh.

    From Time magazine to friends and colleagues, they’re essentially saying, “Chuck, how dare you speak your mind. You are using language not authorized for public consumption!”

    But I am not afraid. If Americans believed in political correctness, we’d still be King George’s boys - subjects bound to the British crown.

    Pretty much sums up the Liberal vs. Conservative, Leftist vs. Real, Solid, Strong and Successful Men tussle.

     
  3. Jeffraham Prestonian, 6. April 2008, 9:18

    I wonder if they took the firearm from his “cold dead hands“?

    Are you asking if he ate the muzzle? Redecorated the living room? Called ServPro?
    .

     
  4. Serr8d, 6. April 2008, 10:10
  5. William, 6. April 2008, 20:28

    he was mentally ill, confused, exploited, not very smart

     
  6. Number 9, 7. April 2008, 8:38

    RIP brave soul.

     
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