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The following is a passage taken from a recording made at the Michigan-based Willow Run Aircraft factory in April of the year 1942. On that day, at the home of the B-52 Bomber, a poster of Rosie the Riveter (1) ran into a pin-up girl that Alberto Vargas had painted onto the fuselage of one of the planes (2). Though the sound quality of the recording is very poor, we have tried to transcribe the conversation that took place between these two icons. - Rosie: My goodness! Another hussy fallen from the sky!
- Pin-up: Excuse me, are you talking about me?
- Rosie: Yes, Ms. Blonde Beauty. There’s no-one else around these parts, is there?
- Pin-up: Show some respect please, I’m just back from Japan where I put my life in danger for my country!
- R: Oh really? I bet you were tanning your butt in Hawaii, raising the ‘morale’ of our boys... and the rest of us here building airplanes, just look at these arms.
- P: Don’t you talk down to me like that!
- R: Ha, just like always, if you looked more closely, you’d realize I’m pulling up my sleeves. You lot only see what you want to see.
- P: Pardon me Rosie, I’m sure it isn’t easy for you to stand in and do a man’s job, no husband, lusting for a man...
- R: If you really wanna know, I’m not Rosie. My name is Geraldine Doyle. Rosie the Riveter was a chubby model that Norman Rockwell painted (3). They call me Rosie, and I was painted before that, by the famous painter J, Howard Miller if you may!
- P: Huh, Miller was nothing but a cheap dimwit.
- R: And Vargas was a no-good dirty masturbator...
(This part of the recording is indecipherable)
- Pin-up: Forgive me Rosie... Geraldine. I’m upset, it’s been terribly hard on me to see my darling companions screaming and tumbling earthwards from an altitude of 25,000 feet. A friend of mine was on a B-29 (4) and it crashed into a Muslim part of India. I bet they cut her clitoris off... But I suppose I’m back home now. I’ll find myself a husband, a big hunk like the guy that appear in the advertising of “Jantzen”clothes (5), and we’ll start a family. And you Geraldine, what will you do with Rosie? (laughs)
- Rosie: And what will you do with that big-headed Betty Boop? Would ya listen to this one, I’m no lezzer!...
(The recording cuts out here once again)
- Pin-up: Excuse me, are you talking about me?
- Rosie: Yes, Ms. Blonde Beauty. There’s no-one else around these parts, is there?
- Pin-up: Show some respect please, I’m just back from Japan where I put my life in danger for my country!
- R: Oh really? I bet you were tanning your butt in Hawaii, raising the ‘morale’ of our boys... and the rest of us here building airplanes, just look at these arms.
- P: Don’t you talk down to me like that!
- R: Ha, just like always, if you looked more closely, you’d realize I’m pulling up my sleeves. You lot only see what you want to see.
- P: Pardon me Rosie, I’m sure it isn’t easy for you to stand in and do a man’s job, no husband, lusting for a man...
- R: If you really wanna know, I’m not Rosie. My name is Geraldine Doyle. Rosie the Riveter was a chubby model that Norman Rockwell painted (3). They call me Rosie, and I was painted before that, by the famous painter J, Howard Miller if you may!
- P: Huh, Miller was nothing but a cheap dimwit.
- R: And Vargas was a no-good dirty masturbator...
(This part of the recording is indecipherable)
- Pin-up: Forgive me Rosie... Geraldine. I’m upset, it’s been terribly hard on me to see my darling companions screaming and tumbling earthwards from an altitude of 25,000 feet. A friend of mine was on a B-29 (4) and it crashed into a Muslim part of India. I bet they cut her clitoris off... But I suppose I’m back home now. I’ll find myself a husband, a big hunk like the guy that appear in the advertising of “Jantzen”clothes (5), and we’ll start a family. And you Geraldine, what will you do with Rosie? (laughs)
- Rosie: And what will you do with that big-headed Betty Boop? Would ya listen to this one, I’m no lezzer!...
(The recording cuts out here once again)
