Let me get this out of the way up front and immediately: I don’t necessarily think Michael Jackson actually molested any kids. Do I think it’s possible? Of course I do, but I haven’t believed it and I’m not going to start now. Now that we’ve gotten the disclaimer that will indefinitely put numerous dismissive comments into the toilet out of the way, let’s get to the heart of the matter.
The Race-baiter Al Sharpton has done a magnificent job of shoehorning himself into the Michael Jackson spotlight. At his memorial, Sharpton (much to the hooting and hollering of the dopes in attendance) gave a stirring speech filled with racism and inaccuracy. At one point, addressing Michael’s children, he said the following…
Now look… Whether or not you believe that Michael Jackson molested children, if you argue that he wasn’t “strange,” I may have to submit you for a psychological evaluation.
First, let’s talk about his face. Look at it. Look at it really closely. Notice how much it changed over years? His eyes got bigger, his nose got smaller and thinner, his skin got lighter, his cheeks got thinner, his chin got a nice groove in it… How much more plastic surgery could he have? Depends on how much time you have because those are the surgeries that are visible to the naked eye and anyone with a working brain.
No one that obsesses about plastic surgery that much isn’t strange. No one would look at Joan and Melissa Rivers, a mother and daughter team who can’t even blink any more as not being strange. No one would look at Jocelyn Wildenstein whose face is so far beyond normal at this point as anything less than strange. The woman who’s been spending her life trying to look like a real-life Barbie doll? Absolute madness. And don’t even get into the insane porn women who grow their boobs to sizes incomprehensible to mere mortals. That’s nothing if not strange.
Plastic surgery obsessions are, to say the least, strange.
What about his strange obsession with being white? The perfectly straightened white hair and the removal of anything representing a black feature isn’t strange? The man went from black to white over the course of his life. While he claims it was vitiligo, just look at this logically. Have you ever seen a person with vitiligo? I have. I went to school with two. Both of them had the characteristic patches of a typical vitiligo case. While vitiligo universalis is a known disorder resulting in the complete depigmentation of all skin (or large portions of it) on the body, it’s not a very common form of the disorder. Vitiligo also takes time to overtake an entire body and you don’t lose your pigmentation overnight.
Another factor to consider in Jackson’s case is that as late as Bad, in 1987, Michael was still mostly black. Somewhere suddenly he started turning white from vitiligo at age 32, something that’s highly unlikely and becomes less likely as his age progressed. In a famous photo of Jackson, he’s shown having facial hair on his white face that isn’t white or gray, a common side effect of vitiligo.
Maybe I would believe it was vitiligo if he didn’t spend so much time trying desperately to not look like a black man, but as it stands, I refuse to believe it was a disease and yet another example of his strangeness.
Then, of course there’s his white women obsession. Debbie Rowe? Lisa Marie Presley? And his kids? Well, look at them. Do they look like him? We’ve already found out they aren’t biologically related…
He has nice white (or at the very least not black children. I don’t care what color their skin is, and I don’t even care if they’re biologically his, but you’d have to acknowledge that it is a bit odd for an otherwise healthy black man to have three white children and two white wives.
They’re beautiful children, and I wish them all the best, but come on.
Then there’s the painkillers and drugs. Thousands of pills ingested in large quantities on a daily basis. Oh, and if that wasn’t enough medication, he also traveled with an anesthesiologist who would knock him out on command. After all, why take an over-the-counter or prescription sleep med when you can have a professional medication dispenser give you knockout gas? Oh sure, that isn’t strange. Not at all.
And it’s perfectly normal to walk around in plain daylight with an umbrella and a surgical mask. Yep, nothing strange about that.
And it’s perfectly normal to let children sleep in your bedroom with you when you’re not a child yourself. Yep, nothing strange about that, either.
And it’s perfectly normal to indulge in some porn consumption with a young child staying in your home. Nothing strange about that.
And of course it’s perfectly normal to dangle your child a few stories over a square as the paparazzi takes pictures of you and yells in horror for you to stop treating your kid like a steak being thrown from Caesar to the lions at a gladiator arena.
Again, none of this makes Michael a child molester. I’m pretty much convinced that the man was the victim of some folks with money on their minds and that’s why they settled out of court. I’ve heard reasonable arguments about parents not wanting to put their kids through the trial, but frankly I don’t buy it. If I was a parent, you couldn’t stop me from working my ass off to see him behind bars if I thought he may have molested my child, but that’s me.
But let’s not be ridiculous. Michael Jackson was quite possibly the most talented person to ever step on a stage or record an album. His achievements in music will never be matched. That’s just the way it is. For all his accomplishments, though, he was strange. Not in a quirky interesting way, just outright strange. I know Al Sharpton, for all his bloviating, was just trying to be nice to the Jackson children, but he’d have been better served saying nothing than outwardly lying, particularly since his lie was so easily disproven.
Unless of course you think that none of what I’ve presented here equates to being strange.