You’re criminal. You’re deceitful. You’re disgusting. You serially sexually abused four young men, buying their trust with cash, trips and gifts (hee-hee!).

You had to step away from your ministry, for a bit. Your lawyers had to settle with your victims. And then your wife had to leave you, because (duh) you’re gay. If there’s anyone blessed with a mortal soul, Eddie Long, it’s gotta be you.

So it’s with some surprise we heard news of your coronation.

Congratulations, King Pastor Eddie. It couldn’t have happened to a creepier guy.

It wasn’t a heart attack, that much we know. It was drugs, or stupidity, or the unending demands of a superstar or the weaknesses of people who knew better. All of those things:

Coroner Attributes Michael Jackson’s Death to Sedative
Physician Gave Propofol to Singer As a Sleep Aid

LOS ANGELES, Aug. 24 — Michael Jackson died in his rented mansion June 25 from a deadly dose of the powerful anesthetic drug propofol, according to an affidavit unsealed Monday…

Murray said he feared that Jackson was forming an addiction to the drug, which the singer allegedly referred to as “milk,” and that he was trying to wean him off of it. So he lowered Jackson’s propofol dosage to 25 milligrams, mixing it with two other sedatives, lorazepam and midazolam, according to the report. On June 23, two days before the singer’s death, he reportedly gave Jackson lorazepam and midazolam, withholding the propofol.

Searching Murray's house

On the day Jackson died, Murray tried to induce sleep at 1:30 a.m. with Valium; at 2 a.m. with lorazepam; and at 3 a.m. with midazolam, according to the affidavit. After Murray failed to put Jackson to sleep with additional doses over the next few hours, Jackson then demanded propofol. At 10:40 a.m., the report notes, Murray administered 25 milligrams of the drug and continued to monitor Jackson for 10 minutes, until Murray left for the restroom. Murray told investigators that he returned after no more than two minutes and noticed Jackson had stopped breathing.

Between all the drugs (Ativan is lorazepam, and Versed is midazolam), the dangerous use of propofol and the shocking amount of time Dr. Murray spent on the phone while Jackson was either dying or dead, the doctor’s goose is cooked:

Coroner’s preliminary finding: Jackson overdosed on propofol

…Murray recounted to detectives in an hour-by-hour account detailed by detective Orlando Martinez of the Los Angeles Police Department:

– At about 1:30 a.m., Murray gave Jackson 10 mg of Valium.

– At about 2 a.m., he injected Jackson with 2 mg of the anti-anxiety drug Ativan.

– At about 3 a.m., Murray then administered 2 mg of the sedative Versed.

– At about 5 a.m., he administered another 2 mg of Ativan.

– At about 7:30 a.m., Murray gave Jackson yet another 2 mg of Versed while monitoring him with a device that measured the oxygen saturation of his blood.

– At about 10:40 a.m., “after repeated demands/requests from Jackson,” Murray administered 25 mg of propofol, the document said.

“Jackson finally went to sleep and Murray stated that he remained monitoring him. After approximately 10 minutes, Murray stated he left Jackson’s side to go to the restroom and relieve himself. Murray stated he was out of the room for about two minutes maximum. Upon his return, Murray noticed that Jackson was no longer breathing,” the affidavit said.

Efforts at CPR proved fruitless, according to Murray.

Shortly after Murray said he found Jackson not breathing, Murray was on the phone with three separate callers starting at 11:18 a.m. and ending at 12:05 p.m., according to the court documents which cite the doctor’s phone records.

Michael Jackson’s doctor ‘set to be charged with manslaughter’

…Dr Murray has admitted administering the powerful sedative propofol to the singer on the day he died to help him sleep.

But he claims the amount, 25 milligrams, was small and should not have been fatal.

To secure a conviction for involuntary manslaughter prosecutors will have to prove that Dr Murray acted recklessly and created a high risk of death.

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He will also be asked why he didn’t tell paramedics or doctors at the UCLA hospital, where Jackson was rushed after collapsing, that he had administered propofol.

Leading US attorney Roy Black said the intensity of the two month police investigation made it inevitable that Dr Murray would be charged. He said: “I have no doubt he’s going to be indicted. Just the amount of work tells us that.”

The homicide ruling by the coroner’s office was based on forensic tests that found propofol combined with at least two other sedatives, lorazepam and midazolam, to kill Jackson.

Lee Cantrell, director of the San Diego division of the California Poison Control System, said 25 milligrams of propofol was “not a whopping amount” but in a cocktail of other sedatives may have “pushed him over the edge”.

He said: “This is horrible polypharmacy. No one will treat an insomniac like this.”

And the Gregory Brothers.

…via Jazz from Hell.

Ah, rebellion.

And when was the last time TMZ got it wrong? Now all you tools who’ve been telling me the famous child molester ‘..really loved women, he was totally married two times!‘ can just STFU. He never so much as touched Debbie Rowe.

I wondered why the kids were so completely white-skinned, now I guess I know why. Maybe that’s also why he always had them running around in masks, didn’t want to have to answer any of the obvious questions about the way they looked.

So the guy developed a condition that rendered his skin blotchy, and instead of choosing brown makeup to cover it up, he choose porcelain white. And he didn’t like his normal, perfectly good African-American nose, and instead chose a white sorority girl’s to model. And then he chose white sperm and egg donors, and a white surrogate mother to start a family. Nothing troubling there at all, just a normal guy.

So what are the odds the kids have no idea they’re not remotely related to the King of Pop? As weird and as secretive as Michael was, that’s pretty much a lock, and now they get to find that out in the next couple of weeks, terrific. What are the odds the Jackson clan didn’t know? Pretty high, I’m betting–they all didn’t even seem to like each other, or spend any time together. You can practically hear Jackson thinking: ‘If I tell them, then one way or another they will end up telling the kids–I have to protect them from that.’ Michael probably just wanted to keep the whole thing his special secret. God knows what he was telling the kids as far as why Mommy didn’t want to see them, or why they didn’t really look like Dad, or any of the aunts, uncles or grandparents.

And what does this mean, if anything, to the Jackson menagerie and their fight for the now ultra-super-rich kids? Debbie Rowe may have been legally married to Jackson, but it was a sham, a marriage arranged to cover the surrogacy and race issues surrounding the kids’ births.

And none of the original Jackson clan are related in any way to the children, they just as well could be you, or me. Michael the freak, even in death, continues to entertain…

Jackson/Rowe Not the Biological Parents

We’ve learned Michael Jackson was not the biological father of any of his children. And Debbie Rowe is not the biological mother of the two kids she bore for Michael. All three children were conceived in vitro — outside the womb.

We know there are documents outlining the whole arrangement for the birth of all three kids. Nonetheless, it’s still an open issue with the courts.
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More entertainment:
–Don’t bother to mourn the child molester.
–If he wasn’t a child molester, good luck with these questions.
–Amazing similarities between Elvis and Jackson’s decline and death.
–Top 5 enchanting Jackson-related stories.

Since so many disappointed people are hanging on to my little political site, calling me an asshole, a moron, a retard for pointing out that a child molester’s dying isn’t necessarily all bad (makes it hard for them to terrorize any more teens), I realize that they might be waiting for some acknowledgment of the beloved entertainer’s penchant for sweetness and light. Some simpatico in agreeing that Specialness did, indeed, flood pink-perfumed wonderful into this colorless world.

Jackson fans, you got it…

5.) Michael Jackson’s Chimp Bubbles Tried to Commit Suicide in 2003.

The year seems to be ending on a bad note for some of the male pop-stars on the international scene. Several of them are battling law-suits or the ire of fans. Heading the list is Michael Jackson, who was formally charged with child-molestation last week…

Adding distress to the singers plight was the fact that his favourite pet, a chimpanzee named Bubbles tried to commit suicide. The chimp was rushed to the hospital in time.

4.) Mr. Potato Head, Previously Known to Be Inanimate, Pukes.

3.) Louie The Llama’s Baby Kin Torn Apart by Dogs.

2.) Jackson’s Nanny Routinely Pumped His Stomach to Keep Him Alive.

[Grace Rwaramba] paints a grim picture of Jackson, sometimes penniless but deluded about his “riches”, leading a nomadic life, moving from country to country and hotel to hotel, before allegedly falling under the increasing influence of the Nation of Islam, the extremist sect.

Jackson is believed to have been taking up to eight different drugs a day, including three narcotic painkillers. Rwaramba, who is expected to be interviewed by detectives about whether she helped administer the drugs, said: “I had to pump his stomach many times. He always mixed so much of it.”

1.) Jackson’s Youngest Child Is Named Hex Bolt Blanket.

Selections from My Name is Blanket
© 2046 Blanket Jackson
As told to Paul Ford

My father Michael wanted to protect us, to give us inauspicious, normal lives free of the media spotlight. He accomplished this: by allowing documentary filmmakers to record our childhoods, by dressing us in feathered Mardi Gras masks and gauze when we left the ranch, and by dangling me out of a window with a towel on my head. In retrospect, the logic of his parenting was ambiguous at best. Nonetheless, I had my own giraffe.

My name was a problem. I had no regular playmates, aside from my siblings and the occasional busload of orphans. But on the occasions when the ranch had any visitors my own age or slightly older, they would call me Pillow, or, if they were French children, Duvet.

On July 13, 1976, Presley’s father fired “Memphis Mafia” bodyguards Red West, Sonny West and David Hebler. All three were taken by surprise, especially the Wests, who had been with Presley since the beginning of his career. Presley was away in Palm Springs when it happened, and some suggest the singer was too cowardly to face them himself. Vernon Presley cited the need to “cut back on expenses” when dismissing the three, but David Stanley has claimed they were really fired because of becoming more outspoken about Presley’s drug dependency… The Wests and Hebler would later write a devastating indictment of Presley, notably his drug-taking, in the book: Elvis: What Happened?, published August 1, 1977.

Presley had developed many health problems during his life, some of them chronic. Opinions differ regarding the onset of his drug abuse. He did take amphetamines regularly in the army; it has been claimed that pills of some form were first given to him by Memphis DJ Dewey Phillips, but Presley’s friend Lamar Fike has said: “Elvis got his first uppers from what he stole from his mother. Gladys was given Dexedrine to help her with her ‘change of life’ problems.” Priscilla Presley saw “problems in Elvis’ life, all magnified by taking prescribed drugs.” Presley’s physician, Dr. Nichopoulos, has said: “[Elvis] felt that by getting [pills] from a doctor, he wasn’t the common everyday junkie getting something off the street. He… thought that as far as medications and drugs went, there was something for everything.”

…a thread of pain that ran through a remarkable career – and made painkillers all too accessible.

He also said the nanny of Jackson’s children repeatedly contacted him with concerns about Jackson’s drug use over the next four years, and said Jackson would avoid his calls whenever the subject came up.

In Rapid City, “he was so nervous on stage that he could hardly talk… He was undoubtedly painfully aware of how he looked, and he knew that in his condition, he could not perform any significant movement.” His performance in Omaha “exceeded everyone’s worst fears… [giving] the impression of a man crying out for help…” According to Guralnick, fans “were becoming increasingly voluble about their disappointment, but it all seemed to go right past Elvis, whose world was now confined almost entirely to his room and his [spiritualism] books.” A cousin, Billy Smith, recalled how Presley would sit in his room and chat, recounting things like his favorite Monty Python sketches and his own past japes, but “mostly there was a grim obsessiveness…”

[Grace Rwaramba, who] Michael Jackson hired to be nanny to his three children had to regularly pump the pop star’s stomach “to remove dangerous cocktails of drugs,” a newspaper report, published early Sunday, says…

Jackson is believed to have been taking up to eight different drugs a day, including three narcotic painkillers. Rwaramba, who is expected to be interviewed by detectives about whether she helped administer the drugs, said: “I had to pump his stomach many times. He always mixed so much of it.”‘

According to Guralnick: “[D]rug use was heavily implicated… no one ruled out the possibility of anaphylactic shock brought on by the codeine pills… to which he was known to have had a mild allergy.” In two lab reports filed two months later, each indicated “a strong belief that the primary cause of death was polypharmacy,” with one report “indicating the detection of fourteen drugs in Elvis’ system, ten in significant quantity.”

The medical profession has been seriously questioned. Medical Examiner Dr. Jerry Francisco had publicly offered a cause of death while the autopsy was still being performed, but before toxicology results were known. Dr. Francisco dubiously stated that cardiac arrhythmia was the cause of death, a condition that can only be determined in a living person—not post mortem. Many doctors had been flattered to be associated with Presley (or had been bribed with gifts) and supplied him with pills, which simply fed his addictions. The singer allegedly spent at least $1 million annually during his latter years on drugs and doctors’ fees or inducements. Although Dr. Nichopoulos was exonerated with regard to Presley’s death, “In the first eight months of 1977 alone, he had [prescribed] more than 10,000 doses of sedatives, amphetamines, and narcotics: all in Elvis’ name.

Michael Jackson’s death has lifted a veil on the sinister underbelly of fame, with associates of the pop icon hitting out at celebrity-dazzled doctors who funnel powerful narcotics to the stars.

Reports that Jackson had been injected with a powerful painkiller by a personal physician shortly before his death triggered speculation that the star had a ready supply of prescription medications. Days after his death, reports indicated that Jackson took a daily cocktail of Demerol, Vistaril, Soma, Dilaudid, Vicodin, Zoloft, Prilosec, Paxil and Xanax.

Bus fight over news of Michael Jackson’s death lands Fla. man in jail on assault charge

NORTH LAUDERDALE, Fla. (AP) — Florida officials say one passenger chased another down the aisle of a county bus during a fight over news of Michael Jackson’s death.

Wideman allegedly shouted profanities and threats at Kiernan and chased him with a knife. Kiernan wasn’t hurt.

I’m not going to try to talk sense to any more of you fame-lamed zombies on the other thread (Do not bother to mourn Michael Jackson…). You can all just demonstrate your brilliance by tackling this new post.

You all seem to know for sure that the wholly bizarre superstar, Michael Jackson, was not at all the unrepentant criminal he appeared to be, you’re all so much smarter than all the unfortunate people who have first-hand experience witnessing the behavior of child molesters. Well, then, you rigid apologists can certainly handle these questions. Should be a piece of cake for you wise old students of human nature:

If Micheal Jackson was not a child molester…

1.) Why did so many people accuse him of being one?

Pretty simple question. You guys think the accusers are greedy–if they wanted to victimize the poor innocent guy and make a bundle, the jerks had to make something up, right? Why was it always child molestation? Just about the most lurid, disgusting thing imaginable? It might be the hardest thing to prove because it’s so unbelievable, so disturbing.

Tommy Lee, Alec Baldwin settled assault cases, George Harrison, Billy Joel settled plagiarism cases. Libel, slander, negligence, harassment, take your pick. But child molesting is a typically easy, frivolous and successful case to press? Really? And someone will do this even though they’ll be forever known as a sex-crime victim? Really?

This is the bottom line: it’s the STUPIDEST thing to make up out of thin air because NO CELEBRITY WILL EVER SETTLE THE CASE. It’s too awful, too damaging, too destructive–it has to be fought tooth and nail, destroyed. A guaranteed war.

Which obviously brings up the next question…

2.) Why would he settle those cases?

At least three cases. I can’t imagine any person in the world wrongly accused of child molestation ever choosing to settle. Any case. Ever. No matter what. I would choose to throw my career away if I could press any allegation to the ragged ends of the Earth and reclaim my good name. But not the most famous guy on the planet? Even keenly aware that everybody will know that he paid off the alleged victims? Fight for your good name vs. publicly paying off the money-grubbing liars: what’s the problem? It’s a no-brainer. Unless you’re guilty. And then it’s the opposite no-brainer.

3.) Why did he sleep with others’ children?

Don’t give me the ‘innocent’ or ‘harmless’ bullshit. No typical adults ever want to do this. Men especially, for obvious reasons, but he did it over and over again. It’s insane.

Jackson: “It’s very right. It’s very loving, that’s what the world needs now, more love more heart.”
Bashir: “The world needs a man who’s 44 who’s sleeping in a bed with children?”
Jackson: “No, you’re making it – no, no you’re making it all wrong …”
Bashir: “Well, tell me, help me …”
Jackson: “Because what’s wrong with sharing a love? You don’t sleep with your kids? Or some other kid who needs love who didn’t have a good childhood?”
Bashir: “No, no I don’t. I would never dream …”
Jackson: “That’s because you’ve never been where I’ve been mentally …”
Bashir: “What do you think people would say if I said well – ‘I’ve invited some of my daughter’s friends round or my son’s friends round and they are going to sleep in a bed with me tonight’?
Jackson: “That’s fine!”

4.) Why was he ‘grooming’ children?

“Child grooming, in the context of this article, refers to actions deliberately undertaken with the aim of befriending and establishing an emotional connection with a child, in order to lower the child’s inhibitions in preparation for sexual abuse.

Examples of activities sometimes used as part of child grooming

* Taking an undue interest in someone’s child (having a “special” friend)
* Giving gifts or money to the child for no apparent reason
* Showing pornography to the child
* Talking about sexual topics
* Hugging, kissing, or other physical contact even when the child doesn’t want this attention
* Talking to the child about problems that would normally be discussed between people of the same age or more commonly, adults (e.g. marital problems)
* Becoming good friends with the child’s parents in order to gain easy access to their child (e.g. Babysitting)
* Looking for opportunities to have time alone with the child.
* Inviting the child over for sleepovers or sleeping in the same room or bed with someone else’s child.”

That’s a perfect description of Jackson’s private life. Hell, his public life, too. Nobody who isn’t a child molester behaves like this, it’s very disturbing.

5.) After narrowly escaping being found liable in the ’94 Chandler case, why did he return to his unsavory, child-centered life?

If he’s not a child molester, why would he return to behavior that nearly destroyed him and everything he had accomplished? If he knew that greedy criminals could make up and press a wholly groundless case based upon the mere appearance of a child obsession, why again prop up the appearance of a child obsession? If the whole fiasco was the worst, most wrenching event of his life, why wouldn’t he try to avoid a second episode?

“It was a nightmare, a horrifying nightmare.”–Jackson

…but a second episode followed, this time resulting in a criminal case. The guy was also a brilliant businessman and savvy mega-millionaire, but this was a typically good, reasonable decision?

6.) Why couldn’t he have relationships with adult women?

…or adult men, for that matter, or anyone? Gay, straight, whatever. How does anyone carry out a life entirely absent any romantic or sexual interest? Especially a giant, famous life–everybody else like that turns that to their advantage, they choose to have as many partners as they like, or they get the best looking, or richest or most famous.

Michael chose…nobody? Does anybody buy that? The two icons he’s being currently compared to in American life are Frank Sinatra and Elvis Presley. Those two dudes went through hundreds, maybe thousands of women.

But this is who he ‘married’? This was his passion, the cherished mother of his children?

Although [Rowe] also cited irreconcilable differences as a reason for their divorce in 1999, on 4/27/05 she testified at the Michael Jackson trial that “[we] never shared a home; we never shared an apartment.”

She also stated that she had not seen her children in more than two years. Debbie had been limited to seeing her children only every 45 days, and then for only eight hours under the supervision of a nanny.

Heck, it almost sounds like he doesn’t really like the mother of his children. Sounds as if he’d rather keep her out of his and his kids’ lives.

And those are but a few of the dozens of questions I could ask that no one could possibly answer: Why couldn’t he recognize typical parents’ concerns for the children around him? Why did he have to be with children alone, away from their parents? Why did he have to have sleepovers? Why did he keep such a large porn stash around? Why did he give ‘Jesus Juice’ to teens? Why did his bedroom have an alarm for people walking down his hall? Why was he a lifelong drug addict?

No one, that is, who refuses to pull his head out of the superstar’s ass: the guy was a child molester. That’s the answer that explains absolutely everything. It’s obvious.

Which leaves us with the final question: Why can’t you admit the truth?

No child predator in history was ever so adored. Given the keys to America itself, he took whatever he pleased, and it pleased him to collect and seduce awe-stricken teenaged boys.

“We don’t know that for sure,” you might say. Naw, we know that for sure because child molesters are a strange and troubling breed of human being, and that’s absolutely what Michael Jackson was. They don’t walk, talk, look, or act like normal adults–they practically scream “Here I am, a monster” where they stand in front of you.

I was a 13 year-old skateboarder from a broken family in Southern California when I bumped into the man who owned the skate shop, Doug. He had money, he went to a lot of cool concerts, he put the teens in limos, they all went back to his condo and took jacuzzis. He was a child molester, in jail by the time I graduated high school, and I’m sure a couple of my junior high friends got hurt.

Doug: the wispy personality, the quirky passivity, the nervousness around adults, the inability to deal routinely with them, the inability to look people in the eye, and the limp-wristed handshake. This is what child molesters are like. And lest you think “Hey, my buddy’s a lot like that, and he’s just artsy–he’s no scumbag”, well, then, here’s the difference: they’re always, always, always around kids. The funky or artsy types are almost exactly the opposite.

And, sure, I’m over-generalizing. But also after a dozen or so years of studying and working in Genetics and Molecular Biology, and having grown up around at least two of them, and having gone through ACA twenty years ago and heard dozens of brutal accounts of child molestation, I am of the opinion that they really are a different ‘breed’ of human being because their behaviors are so totally bizarre, anti-social and utterly recognizable, so strikingly similar across cultures and societies.

Which is why I found it astonishing that any adult would allow a boy anywhere near Michael Jackson after the 1993-94 allegations of molesting 13 year-old Jordan Chandler.

[Jordan's father] Evan Chandler and Jackson, represented by their legal teams, then engaged in unsuccessful negotiations to resolve the issue in a financial settlement; the negotiations were initiated by Chandler but Jackson did make several counter offers. Jordan Chandler then told a psychiatrist and later police that he and Jackson had engaged in acts of kissing, masturbation and oral sex, as well as giving a detailed description of what he alleged were the singer’s genitals.^[83]

But screwed-up parents continued to do so. And the kids, they’re almost always from broken families, little surprise (predators know what they’re doing), and it was only a matter of time until another one got hurt. Another 13 year-old, Gavin Arvizo:

During the alleged sexual incidents, Jackson wore underpants, and the accuser wore underpants or pajamas. On one brief occasion the accuser and his brother claimed they saw Jackson naked, but both boys described the incident differently. According to the brother, Jackson purposefully exposed himself and his penis was erect, but according to the accuser, Jackson only came up the stairs from the bathroom to the bedroom while unclothed, retrieved something and went downstairs. Even if the incident was non-sexual, this was significant to the brothers, because they had never seen a naked adult before.

The accuser told a school administrator at a date after he had left Neverland that Jackson had not molested him. Later, at the trial, he said that this was not true, that he had lied because he was already teased after the airing of the Bashir documentary, and he feared that the teasing would get worse if he would have told the truth, which, as he now said, is as follows: on one occasion Jackson manipulated the accuser’s genitals for about five minutes, causing the accuser to ejaculate (count 2); the next day Jackson started it again (count 3) and also tried to guide the accuser’s hand to Jackson’s genitals, but the accuser pulled away (count 6). The accuser said that he was happy at Neverland, and that only after leaving did he realize he didn’t want to be there anymore.

The boy’s brother claimed that Jackson had showed them pornography, both via the Internet and magazines. Allegedly, he showed them photographs of topless women, while stating “Got milk?”. Apparently he also leaned in and whispered to Prince Michael II, who was sleeping nearby, “Prince, you’re missing some pussy” while the accuser and the accuser’s brother stared at the images on the computer screen. Other accusations include coercing the boys into “cussing,” and swearing them to secrecy, insisting that they do not tell anyone “even if they have a gun to your head.”

The exact same age and sex of teens,  sleeping with them in his bed, creating a ‘secret world’, providing them with pornography,  plying them with ‘Jesus Juice’, appearing naked in front of them–does anybody doubt that these things didn’t happen? Even his ardent defenders would likely sadly admit, yes, these events occurred, but rule out the actual sex crime.

But who the hell acts like that? This is my point–these behaviors are so bizarre and so wildly unacceptable that there’s no doubt about what was really going on: Mega-Superstar Michael Jackson was a child molester. Period. I can’t buy any other reality because no other exists. The guy was a flat-out criminal.

Time, now, to ask: ‘Aren’t we somewhat guilty of letting him get away with these horrible crimes?’ Not individually, but collectively? Weren’t we so struck by fame and those it accompanies we actually invoked a second reality for them, one in which they’re just not people any more? The Famous, they’re not assholes/they’re complicated, they’re not selfish/they’re focused, not greedy/they’re hungry, not cruel/they’re driven, not careless/they’re busy. It looks that way to me. In the end, they don’t even die, they just live on. We make them bigger than life, and anything bigger than life just can’t be alive.

Jackson was surely alive, though, as anyone is who’s cursed with an evil disease. This was child molesting, and this was a malady of his brain organization. As with other predators like him, it could probably be traced to developmental causes and perhaps, additionally, genetic contributions as well. In the future, I’m sure molestation will be recognized as a disease, but this won’t be to mitigate its evil; it’ll be to put the onus upon the seriously sick to take responsibility for his or her heinous problem and get psychiatric treatment and support as soon as possible. People will have to accept their dangerous drives and the responsibilities they demand.

And this is where I can damn Jackson with impunity. He organized his whole meteoric life to dazzle and seduce his victims. Albeit not necessarily prolific, the guy has to be recognized as one of the most effective molesters in history. There is almost no way, with the monstrous size of his intoxicating fame, that a mixed-up teen could have had a chance once Jackson put his mind to it. And how many troubled parents would have been able to figure out that the most famous person in the world was an obvious criminal, casually willing to look the part of shameless monster in public? It’s almost too much to believe, especially if you’re unfamiliar with how predators operate.

It is, however, exactly how Michael Jackson operated. One of history’s most gigantic celebrities was an open and obvious scumbag, and people practically knocked down his door to offer up their poor boys. Can we please remember that his victims will be revisiting their private hells while practically everybody else on the planet cries for the ‘tragic’ Superstar? It’d be a decent thing to do. We can also be thankful that the whole obscene string of crimes has ended now. Good riddance, fancy child predator.

JACKSON DEFENDERS: if you really think the guy wasn’t a sexual predator, then feel free to take a crack at this post. Don’t bother, you can’t win.