Earl Holliman, a name every film buff should recognize, was one of those actors who seemed to pop up everywhere—movies, television, you name it. Born on September 11 (yep, even back then, the date existed), Earl’s biological father, William A. Frost, was a farmer. Now, here’s where it gets interesting—or awkward. Earl’s mom, Mary Smith (honestly, could her name sound any more like an alias?), already had six kids under her belt when Farmer Frost strolled into the picture.
But plot twist! Mary wasn’t married, and Frost apparently thought, “You know what this struggling, impoverished woman really needs? More drama!” According to Wikipedia, Mary had no choice but to give baby Earl up for adoption because, well, poverty and solo parenting don’t exactly scream “happily ever after.”
And let’s take a moment for Frost here. He had a woman with six kids—six! That’s a workforce fit for a small farm—practically a built-in agricultural army. But when a potential seventh pair of hands came along, he bailed. Really, Frost? You had a woman who could rival an octopus in productivity, and you decided to ghost her when an extra limb or two showed up? Some people just don’t recognize a good thing when they see it.
So, back to Earl. After his grand entrance into the world, he was swiftly adopted by Henry Holliman, an oilman, and his waitress wife, Velma. The plot twist? They were also living in poverty. I mean, who needs a trust fund when you’ve got a heaping helping of financial struggle, right? Tragedy struck when Henry passed away when Earl was just 13. At that point, it’s a bit fuzzy whether Earl stayed with Velma or went back to his biological mom, Mary Smith (the human placeholder name), and her new husband, Guy Bellotte (whose name sounds suspiciously like a sleazy jazz club owner).
Then came World War II, where the minimum age to join the Navy was 18—but rules are just polite suggestions when you’re Earl Holliman. Between the ages of 13 and 17, he held a string of jobs, including theater usher, newsboy, and magician’s assistant. Yes, magician’s assistant—because nothing screams “future Hollywood star” like handing a guy in a cape a saw to cut someone in half.
Eventually, Earl decided to ditch Louisiana for the bright lights of Hollywood. But when stardom didn’t knock on his door after a week (impatient much?), he pulled the ultimate 1940s life hack: lied about his age to join the Navy. Apparently, back then, the government’s method for verifying age was asking, “You sure you’re 18?” and moving on when you nodded confidently. And just like that, Earl chose the high seas over Velma, Mary Smith, and ol’ Guy Bellotte. Honestly, can you blame him?
Amazingly, young Earl managed to land at a Navy communications school in Los Angeles, which conveniently placed him smack in the middle of Tinseltown. In his free time, he hung out at the Hollywood Canteen, chatting up actual movie stars who dropped by to boost morale. Imagine being a kid pretending to be 18, trying to look cool while chatting with A-listers. But just as Earl was getting a taste of the good life, the Navy pulled the ultimate “gotcha” and figured out he was a minor. Back to Louisiana he went, probably muttering, “Thanks a lot, paperwork.”
Honestly, Earl’s life reads like a screenplay no one would believe. Let’s break it down because it’s a lot:
- Worked in oilfields – Because why not go from Hollywood glamour to greasy rigs?
- Washed dishes – A career pivot that screams “relatable protagonist.”
- Graduated with high honors – Brains and brawn? He was also on the football team.
- Served as senior class president – Because of course, Earl was that guy.
- Rejected a scholarship to LSU – Just casually passing up opportunities like it’s no big deal.
- Re-enlisted in the Navy – Apparently, the age mix-up was just a little oopsie they moved past.
- Starred in Norfolk Navy Theatre productions – Broadway could wait; Earl was playing to the shipmates.
- Left the Navy, studied acting at Pasadena Playhouse, graduated UCLA – Funded by moonlighting as a file clerk and building airplanes. Seriously, was there anything Earl couldn’t do?
Fast forward to later life, and Earl’s personal life became a talking point. In 2015, The Advocate “seemingly” outed him, though Earl himself never spoke publicly about his sexuality. At the time of his passing, he was confirmed to have had a male spouse, Craig Curtis, who later shared the news of Earl’s death with The Hollywood Reporter. A fun fact: Craig’s initials are CC, and C is the third letter of the alphabet, making his initials “33.” Coincidence? You decide.
As for Earl’s comedic chops, well, let’s just say they weren’t his strong suit. A brief YouTube clip proves he wasn’t exactly a laugh riot—but hey, nobody’s perfect. Earl Holliman may have been many things, but a stand-up comic wasn’t one of them.
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“Amazingly, young Earl managed to land at a Navy communications school in Los Angeles, which conveniently placed him smack in the middle of Tinseltown. ” i can see what is going on here. kills killbox tuesday
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Thank you for your incisive observations! Rest assured that I never completely disregard bot comments.
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superfluous info … unless u are insinuating
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I have nothing of value to offer here Starman, as I’m sure that you are aware of all the shitty shows (movies too?) that your man participated in.
If I remember correctly, the airwaves were loaded with commercials for his media excellence as well – I listened to FM radio (Chicagoland) for many years. One commercial goes like this: “Earl Holliman tells it like it is: ‘That guy’s a MADMAN!'”. I have no idea what program it was promoting, but it was profound – I’m sure.
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Haha…no doubt. He was a deep thinker for sure.
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I have never heard of him before, but in the picture up top he looks a bit like a current popular star.. the actor who plays Ant-Man, I forget his name.
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Pro-Vaxxer/Masker Paul Rudd. I don’t know, perhaps another face-chop exercise for Mark?
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Looks like another faggot Jew, sexiest man alive my ass.
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My apologies, not a fag Jew but a theater fag.
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And fag-boy’s dear old Dad was a VP at TWA. Shocking.
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Fag wordpress won’t let my comment go through, I am waiting
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Why so triggered? I thought it was a light-hearted piece.
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I am not triggered, just LMAO. And testing if POM can take it.
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Attention! Name drop alert!
My mother “went out” with Earl once- maybe twice? if faulty memory serves, while she was the switchboard operator at the Pasadena Playhouse. From what I gathered, it was a Johnny on the spot thing where the gang saw that Earl didn’t have a date (‘natch) and Mom just happened to be pulling the last patch chords from the big board in the lobby and was roped into pairing up with him for a Fair Oaks Ave. bar hop run after work. She said he was a real nice guy- which is why she may have gone out with him more than once, her precocious gay-dar indicating she wasn’t going to have to scrape him off her shoes when a real man came a courtin’.
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Do you buy the narrative?
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The story you present reads like a typical spook in training, sliding up and down the class structure to familiarize himself with different types that he can essay once his acting chops have been honed. Gay spook is almost a redundancy and the theater world is the perfect breeding ground. Also, the blue Navy is another petrie dish for guys who like to bunk together in close quarters far from women. Brokeback Mountain on the high seas.
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LOL…always a unique take from you. That’s why I asked. Thanks.
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This place can be way too politically correct. And too sensitive about trans stuff. I know and have known hundreds of trans, there’s too many people here afraid of this. Trans have been around for millennium, the idea it’s a psyops is ridiculous, its more like a coming out. Too many people on this forum are shut-ins and homophobes.
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Perhaps you should contribute and educate us. Earl was gay…not sure why that led to your tirade.
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I recognize Earl from too much TV while growing up. There’s something about the hairline and smile that suggests he might fit in as a Bokonovski Brat. That might make him not gay but asexual, but I do not understand this stuff to say that with any certainty. I’ll check it out tomorrow, the face stuff anyway. Also, the woman he is pictured with in the photo you used rings some bells in my dingy dongy cranium.
I have a couple of posts ready to fly (or sink). I will run one tomorrow. But I love the work you are doing here. Keep it coming.
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I thought that you might like to know that the woman with Earl is Angie Dickinson AKA Sergeant Pepper Anderson. It was forty years ago today that Sgt. Pepper and Bill Crowley (Earl) worked undercover for the CCU, LAPD in the TV series ‘Police Woman’.
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I liked that comment, but my like button is not working.
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First time hearing of the term ‘Bokonovski’s Process.’ Witnessing aberrancies in form, learning of constructed life stories, dealing with extensive programming, and the seen and unseen – I concur that production/manipulation of the species (and reality) is the evident conclusion.
In this commentary, I’ll clarify my pov as one that merges/tweaks/expands the definitions/concepts of ‘Manchurian Candidate’, ‘Bokonovski Brat’, and humanoid (a non-human entity within a human form or human looking form). Artificially produced and/or manipulated – is thrown into the mix as an important component to the output.
I’ll use Kamala Harris to illustrate as one of the above mentioned. (In my view, All in a position of influence are such.)
Thankfully I don’t have to rely on my poor recall of details (because there are many in all these contrived convoluted stories) as Candace Owens has done the family line investigation and recording of findings.
Essentially, Kammy, lies about everything. The telling of her life story published in ‘her’ book (do we really think she wrote it?), hysterically titled ‘The Truths We Hold’ is entirely contrived. (Personally, I wouldn’t even believe the birthdate.) Her ‘mother’ who she bares no resemblance to was an operative specializing in MK programming.
Again, not to politically trigger anyone, (Candace is politically motivated, not me, I view from a different angle) I chose Kam to illustrate the above mentioned type of person because you don’t have to dig too far – and the work has been done for us.
This interview illustrates a standard mo. of operatives, I think:
Anyone interested in more of these kinds of stories would like the Judge Joe Brown interview (see channel listing).
The segment following is about halfway through the genealogical investigation and is a report of findings to that date; the details of which are in previous videos.
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Candace Owens? Really?
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Not about Candace, or poli tics (then again it is about poli tics, but not about politics). It’s about the REVEAL.
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Okay. Owens does reveal stuff but she is primarily controlled opposition/limited hangout. Just sayin’.
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Of course. And I’m just saying this is not about the mouthpiece. The data presented is factual no matter who is disseminating it and supports the above subject matter of this realities’ usage of/dependency on the constructed story/personage.
In listening to the one by one stripping of the Harris house built on lies, I received a whole new level of realization of the truth of the manchurian candidate/the imposter as simply an across the board standard operating procedure. Further solidifying the supposition that no one enters the high profile arena without being of that ilk.
Further – the beneath the surface/reality construct undoing/outing – coming from one operative against another helps support a theory I share with you:
Indications point to a culmination.
No.2 reminds me of two texts: one, Revelations, where (one dominant cult/demographic) the whore drunk from sex capades, blood of the saints, and being the undisputed queen of the world… gets taken down by the beast, (the other dom cult/demo) a much more serious bloke, at end times.
The other text, the 1st book of Enoch, referencing the nephilim (men of renown/giant offspring of the fallen and woman) turning against/cannibalizing each other almost entirely eliminating the race. (Tell me you don’t see some familiarity occurring now with the world’s the bloodthirsty warmongering fools.)
Then, the cherry on the icing of the cake, The Creator curses – both the nephilim and the fallen – (I’m a little sketchy on the exact placement of the fallen) to wander the earth (as spirit without body) forever. This whole deal makes them even more crazy then they already were.
The neph, and likely fallen, have been hijacking bodies ever since.
That’s my story, and I reserve the right to amend it as the continued release of Truth dictates.
Peace out, and in 🙂
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It’s a small world after all. I just happened to already be listening to Burt Bacharach by coincidence when I clicked into this site. My late dad had a thing for old Angie. I once saw old Burt in person in traffic some years ago.
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