8 episodes
Love from New York Toni Hart
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- Society & Culture
“Love from New York” is the collection of stories about my life and times that I wrote when I was in pandemic lockdown. I started with memories of New York City in the old days, my life in Greenwich Village in the nineteen-sixties when I went to concerts at the Fillmore East, saw Jimi Hendrix on the streets and watched Jim Morrison prowl for drugs at Max’s Kansas City. On the first day of the summer of love, I heard the Grateful Dead play their first concert outside of California. I went to Columbia University and I worked as a Ford model. I hung out with everyone, rock musicians, hippies, drug dealers, bike gangs, actors and college friends who called themselves revolutionaries who went on to blow themselves up in a townhouse. I went on stage as a stand-up comic, I was there at the pasture of sodden sheep shit that was Woodstock and when I went to a party at Andy Warhol’s Factory, I stole a can of Campbell’s tomato soup from his kitchen. But as I was writing all this, the reality of my violent family loomed and I attempted to write about them, not an easy task. My father had been a doctor in Minnesota who was so violent the people in our hometown feared he might become a shooter and we were homeless for three years as they ran us out of town in a non-violent vigilante action. My mother’s family had been involved in opening the great Minnesota Mesabe Range to the iron mines that were the basis of the steel that built America. I was horrified to discover that the mines my family had opened, although my family had already sold them, dealt with striking miners by hiring militias to shoot them. My extended family were hugely wealthy and an unmarried great aunt adopted a daughter who turned on her adoptive mother and, allegedly, had her murdered. That daughter went on, allegedly, to take the lives of four other people. Writing about my family has been difficult but I include those stories in my podcasts. Thank you for listening.
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Killers Killers Everywhere Part Two
Killers Killers Everywhere is the story of the people in my fine old WASP family who were terrifyingly violent. In Killers Killers Everywhere Introduction Part 1, I introduced three of them, the adopted aunt who is a multimillionaire alleged serial killer, the three great uncles who were mass murderers and my own father, a doctor who was so violent our small hometown feared he would become a shooter and ran us out of town in a community vigilante action. In this podcast, Killers Killers Everywhere Introduction Part 2, I'll introduce you to my uncle who was a brilliant Nazi hunter and then ran black ops in the CIA, my great-great-great-great grandfather, a marquis who lived at Versailles and was guillotined and an Ivy-league boyfriend who formed a cult called Weatherman and conned a bunch of rich white kids into blowing themselves up. Like I said, I am so proud that I survived.
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Killers Killers Everywhere Part One
Killers Killers Everywhere is the story of the people in my family who have killed. I made a list of family stories I could use for podcasts and was stunned to see the sheer quantity of psychopaths. I come from an old, wealthy WASP family. The family has produced a female multi-millionaire alleged serial killer, murderers, mass murderers and a doctor who was so violent he was run out of town in a vigilante action before he could become a shooter. Oh, and a man who ran black ops in the CIA. My Ivy-league boyfriend was in love with violence and conned a bunch of privileged white kids into forming a cult called Weatherman and blowing themselves up. My life has been a dumpster fire and I'm ratting everybody out. I am so proud I survived.
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Aaron Rodgers and Kyrie Irving Get A Good Old Fashioned Talking To
The Little Old Lady from Dubuque unloads on her two favorite sports stars for not manning-up and getting the jab. She lives in New York City and she uses sports to escape and there's a lot of stuff to escape from in New York and she needs them to PLAY BALL.
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I was a Ford model. Really. No, REALLY.
I came to New York City in the 1960s, just in time for the sexual revolution. I had the goods, I had blond hair and boobs and that was all I needed. In New York City, if you have blond hair and boobs, your head could be on backwards and men don’t care. They don’t even notice. Here’s the deal. The sexual revolution was a con. The city boys who made it up used phrases like “sexual liberation” and “free love” and what they really meant was “let’s screw around like barnyard dogs.” It was real easy to say “no.” But those same cornfed looks of mine led to a stint with Eileen Ford, the premier modeling agency of the time. What’s it like to be a model in New York? Here’s my story.
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The CIA, the KGB and the Great Betrayal
This is the story of the deadliest double agent in history and how he deceived and destroyed my own uncle, James Angleton, who ran Counterintelligence in the CIA for 20 years. The double agent was a man named Kim Philby. Philby was a major MI6 operative at the same time he was on the payroll of the KGB. In World War II, Philby taught Angleton the spy craft trade. After the war, he duped Angleton into giving him access to CIA and FBI files, which he then passed to the KGB. It destroyed Angleton.
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My Pacino, De Niro and Bruce Willis Stories - Thank You, Joe Papp
Back in the 1980s, I hung around a theater in Greenwich Village called The Public Theater, run by a man named Joe Papp. These are my stories.