The Merrick Connection Revisited

In my popular 2017 article “ Israel, Manson, and Vampirism: The Freaky Life of Laurence Merrick ”, I discussed the intriguing figure of IDF veteran, Zionist activist, stage and film director, and actors’ school proprietor Zev (or Zeev or Zehev) Lahav, who switched his name to the less ethnically obtrusive Laurence Merrick at some point after moving to California in an apparent bid to liken himself to a well-known Broadway producer, David Merrick [1]. He was also one of the founders of Independent Screen Producers, Inc., a distribution exchange “covering the 13 Western states and wholly owned by the producers.” [2] Serving as a human dot connecting Sharon Tate and the Manson Family, Merrick is surprisingly little-known – which, in itself, is worthy of note. Five years ago, with a cursory search, I was able to find comparatively little information on the Israeli enigma, but some interesting additional tidbits have come to my attention since then, perhaps justifying a second look. Born

The Mystery of Breakfast in America; or, Did Juice Do 9/11?

  For many years, some of the more adventurous probers of the reality and fantasy of the 9/11 attacks have questioned the puzzlingly prescient character of the artwork associated with Supertramp’s 1979 masterpiece Breakfast in America . Britain’s Mirror acknowledged the interest internet detectives had taken in the classic rock opus in a 2014 piece, “Supertramp Breakfast in America Album Cover in Bizarre 9/11 Conspiracy Theory on David Icke Forum”. “The odd - and frankly nuts - suggestion is that the British rock band’s 1979 record apparently forecast the terrorist attack on the World Trade Center in 2001,” writes Ben Burrows, poisoning readers’ expectations with disdain at the outset of his article. He continues, “The off-the-wall cover shows a woman with a glass of orange juice in front of a rendition of the New York skyline, all from a plane window,” and attributes the theory of 9/11 prediction on the album cover to forum poster “Eve”: “Orange juice = fireball,” she adds. “You