I was reading a post on social media a moment ago in which, truth be told, the name of this once great pop star is not mentioned, but it clearly refers to him, so I feel the need to follow up…
Do you remember Michael Jackson, the superstar with a twisted sense of reality, who ended his earthly episode crucified as a pervert and sexual predator of small children? Of course you remember… for the worse, I assume.
I mean, it stands that Jackson had insane ideas, that he slept in a capsule, messed up his personal appearance with plastic surgery, and bleached his skin to such an extent that he actually changed both his birth certificate and his race, etc.
All of that is true, but doesn’t it seem a bit strange to you that in the wake of the current Epstein affair, in absolutely no document, on no photo or video recording, is Jackson mentioned or seen—the man who was once branded perhaps not as the biggest, but certainly as the most famous molester of minors on the planet?
The youngest child of the famous musical family experienced fame early, but also its byproducts, and he picked up most of his frustrations from his relationship with a psychopath father and a mother who was no better, a fanatical Jehovah’s Witness, who scrubbed his and his brothers’ faces with soda and polished them with Vaseline, so they would stay germ-free and shine in the tunnel, in the middle of the dark…
His father, on the other hand, tormented him from a young age because he supposedly had a big nose. It ended, as we know—by him going to the grave practically without any nose at all, with some kind of shell—God forbid.
The older kids somehow fought through that parental delirium; he, the most talented and sensitive one, did not succeed. Hence all those frustrations and fixations of his, mentioned above.
That kind of abused child, who actually never even had a childhood (his dad banned toys; they “played” by carrying bricks from one end of the yard to the other), grew up deprived of socializing with other children, so he felt the need to play with them as an adult; he gathered them at that ranch of his, Neverland, whose name best speaks of his Peter Pan-like mental state.
I agree, it’s all very, very weird, but then again—it’s not a crime.
Well, now, there is a story from 20-some years ago, before the manhunt against him began, and it says that on several occasions he tried to protect kids who were victims of sexual abuse, who knows by whom. Immediately after that, lo and behold, a campaign followed that promoted him from the position of protector to that of a manipulator and rapist.
I wonder, looking from today’s perspective… Was that campaign accidental, and did it perhaps aim to divert attention from the real maniacs and psychopaths?
I wasn’t a particular fan of Jackson’s music, but in this era of an unprecedented flood of historical revisionism, I feel a need to say a word for this unfortunate soul whom surely no one will try to rehabilitate just because, as the saying goes, he was a FREAK (and the people, as we know, do not celebrate freaks, but “authentic heroes”), and whose soul perhaps wanders restlessly through that Neverland, seeking some kind of afterlife justice…
Maybe I’m wrong, but there, let it be recorded…
After all, these people at least know what it looks like when someone accuses you, condemns you, and nails you to the cross while innocent, leaving the shame to live forever, so they should have a little mercy for someone who went through a similar “gauntlet” in life.
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