The world is weeping over the death of Michael Jackson, a talented pop artist who has been largely irrelevant for at least a decade and used his once great wealth and fame to get away with sexually abusing children. The House of Representatives had a moment of silence for the man who once dangled his toddler over a balcony for laughs, and his sales on Amazon are up over 700%.
That same child who we allowed to stay in a clearly dangerous environment has now been left $500,000,000 in debt by his degenerate father. He did so largely by pissing away a fortune he amassed in his career on an ever escalating childish conceit that he could have anything he wanted, whether it be a private zoo and amusement park, or sex with a pubescent boy. It must be remembered that Jacko paid off families in civil cases for undisclosed reasons, but I once thought only the most naive fan couldn’t put those dots together. It seems I was wrong.
Police are reporting he was “heavily addicted” to Oxycontin and received daily doses of Demerol. There are also reports that Jackson was on other prescription drugs. He was a typical drug addict whose selfish desires outweighed his responsibility to his family, who he’s left basically destitute.
Jackson was himself unaware of how creepy he was. Beyond his clear plastic surgery addiction I remember the most uncomfortable Jackson moment for me was during his interview with Martin Bashir where Jackson, already a suspected pedophile, sat on a couch holding hands with an 11 or 12-year-old boy who rested his head on Jackson’s shoulder the way teen lovers do. Observe and be creeped out:
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In that video you’ll hear a reference to Jackson calling one of his kids “blanket” which though I’m no Freudian I think is a telling slip by a man who likes to have children, other people’s children, in his bed.
Hundreds of Michael Jackson fans are claiming he was an “innocent soul” who “just loved children” and other nonsense. But the reality is that Jackson was a man with a sexual interest in children who is being lionized by people blinded by his fame and wealth. Michael Jackson didn’t go to jail in the 90s because he paid off the family of his victims and made them sign a confidentiality clause. Jackson fans, thoroughly entrenched in the cult of celebrity, maintain that the victims are the villains and even now are vomiting out their poison on the web.
Make no mistake, if Jackson was just some 50-year-old Black man who wanted to “share his bed” with children all these same people would howl with indignation. But because Jackson was famous he has a virtual army of people willing to overlook the truth, abandon common sense and fight tooth and nail for the honor of a man who no rational person could possibly believe wasn’t at least deeply disturbed. These people are no different than Manson groupies, or the women who wanted to marry Ted Bundy. They have no morals and no interest in how badly his victims will feel to see an outpouring of grief for the man who abused them.
Farrah Fawcett, for all her problems, died hurting no one but herself and there was no moment of silence by elected officials. Ed McMahon launched the careers of some of our biggest stars, including Christina Aguilera, Justin Timberlake and Britney Spears, and was an entertainment industry fixture for more than four decades.Yet Timberlake and Spears both have memorials on their sites not to the man who helped launch their careers, but to a man they wouldn’t let be alone in a room with their children.
So you’ll excuse me if I don’t mourn Michael Jackson. He’s no different than any pedophile featured on sites like Absolute Zero United. I will not participate in the second rape of his victims by applauding their rapists, and I feel nothing but contempt for the bleating masses who do.