Thursday, March 17, 2011

Michael Jackson's REAL Legacy (Hint: It isn't his music....)

A blog-mate of mine has demonstrated a lot of courage (and maybe just a dab of "Damn the consequences, I want more followers so I'm going to take risks!"...) in posting whatever is on her mind, no matter how racy, and I have to admit I'm coming around to a new view of what it means, in this new era of free self-publishing on the 'internets', to acknowledge who we are inside to all comers.  The barrier that existed pre-Bill Clinton (and before all those "ultra-conservative" televangelists!) between public and personal lives has gradually been coming down, to the point that what's very likely a majority of today's youth are going to grow up with naked (or even, er, "more explicit") photos of themselves as teenagers/20-somethings forever available to the general public.

And you know what?  Maybe it's not such a bad thing.  As was the case with many celebs in the past (James Brown comes to mind in the "Too Much Information" category), maybe its not such a bad thing that we all know each others' personal predilections on most fronts.   If you enjoy 'swinging' in your spare time (and I don't mean in the park), more power to you!  Learning that kind of thing has never effected my view of someone's work or contribution to the world.

So here's a not-so-secret predilection of mine:  I have a hard time keeping my insights to myself, ESPECIALLY when it involves people being unfair to innocents.  I'm OK with any adult's odd tastes in doing what they want with each other -- I draw the line, however, at the point where it is not willingly participating individuals past the age of consent who are involved, but infants and pre-teens.

Science has proven over the past couple of decades that, as much as the severely and sadly twisted people out there would have us believe that it's OK for them to molest children because the kids "seem to like it" (or WHATEVER they're trying to convince us of this time round), kids have not gone through sufficient brain development to be able to make responsible choices about issues they aren't ready to reason through.  Paedophilia begets more paedophilia perpetrated by former victims as they mature -- that doesn't make it right, not ever.

If we can work together to stop it from happening by starting to talk about it's causes and consequences, we might, at least in part (faulty genes are always going to drive some individuals to partake compulsively in bizarre, anti-social, destructive behaviours), begin to eradicate the prevalence of this predatory behaviour from all countries of the world.
Why the lead-up?
I'm going to go out on a limb here and take credit for a post that could get me on a lot of Mikey's fanatical fan's hate lists, but I'm hoping that their genuine and rational concern for some innocent kids will overcome their blind faith in half-truths and obfuscation!  It used to irk me every time I heard one of MJ's songs on the radio, knowing that it meant a bit more 'wealth creation' was flowing his way that would enable him to continue doing what he was doing behind closed doors, but I have to admit I feel better today knowing that the same money is now going to support his sadly traumatized adoptees -- I just hope it doesn't empower them to perpetuate the same cycle of abuse that Michael found impossible to resist.

Michael Jackson was a victim of a bizarre and exploitative father, Joseph Jackson.  It screwed him up for life.  (It would have screwed up you and me, too.)  So here's an old post of mine that originally pre-dated his death that I hope might encourage people to STOP sweeping blatant paedophilia abuse under the table just because it was perpetrated by someone rich and famous.

For a QUICK SUMMARY just look at the photos below one after the other, they tell the story.

Originally posted anonymously on July 8, 2009 on

Michael Jackson's REAL Legacy


Fascinating, isn’t it, how human nature is revealed during something like the passing of Michael Jackson?

Like so many others in the world, I grew up with Michael’s music and enjoyed it. Yes, many of my fondest memories were connected to it. Those connections are somewhat, but not entirely, marred by his real legacy. How can special, happy, significant, poignant memories of key moments in anyone’s life linked, for example, to a James Brown song, be irrevocably damaged by the knowledge that he only enjoyed full sexual fulfillment from scatological encounters and went to jail on charges related to this sexual predilection?

But the outpouring we have and continue to see for Whacko Jacko is akin to the unconditional support we saw amongst many in the black community for OJ Simpson, even after it was abundantly clear that he murdered his white ex-wife and her friend in cold blood. If you are a decent human being, of any colour or stripe, if you are a moral person, you have an obligation to stand up and speak out about immorality and the abuse of innocents.

Reverend Al Sharpton said to Michael’s adopted kids at the funeral that there was nothing strange about Jacko, only that the treatment he faced was strange. Excuse me? Last time I checked, Al’s title is “Reverend” and the responsibility that comes along with that title is standing up for the innocents of the world — Michael was no innocent, but did prey upon them. Still a brilliant performer, but a deeply disturbed individual, a child predator, and a person who the Reverend Al was close friends with, but abruptly de-friended many years ago.

Let’s let the words of so many die-hard fans ring forever in our conscience:
 “Michael REALLY loved children!”. Yes, he certainly did.
I understand the sentiment and reluctance to mar our memories, and I understand there’s a significant portion of the population who aren’t adept at dealing with complex issues at a conceptual level, or aren’t emotionally equipped to confront unpleasantness, but this was a man with a very sad and tragic upbringing that lead him to perpetuate the cycle of creating more disturbed adults by doing to others what was done to him.

I’d argue that anyone who unconditionally supports a child abuser quite literally empowers all abusers. If it’s OK for a rich guy to do whatever he feels compelled to, then it must be OK for anyone with the perversion. Michael Jackson was one of the wealthiest people in the world, and he never stopped using that power to relentlessly work to fulfill the sexual gratification he craved.
At puberty MJ's voice never matured.  How was that even possible?
Only the removal of a male’s testosterone-producing glands would produce this result, and sexual predilections are already in place by age 13, they don’t begin in maturity. EVERY one back then KNEW that the fact Mikey’s voice never changed was disturbing — it was both unnatural and virtually impossible. He did not want to mature, it was clear -- he wanted to remain 12 years old forever (it wasn’t just about his voice, folks!). It seems patently obvious that it was back then that his surgical self-mutilation began.

Years later he was about to be convicted of child molestation when the then 12 year old victim told police he could prove that he’d seen Jacko’s genitals by telling them that there was something unusual about them.
What was so distinctive about MJ's genitals? 
Was it that he had something extra down there, like some scars, or something missing entirely?  (Recall it was this titillating bit of evidence that forced Mikey and his lawyers to ‘pony up’ and pay-off the Chandler family, clearly offering them a deal that included being legally obliged to pay back, or lose access to, the multi-millions of dollars they received in ‘hush money’ if any member of the family EVER revealed any of Michael’s secrets or actions.  None of them ever has.)
Why did Michael ‘fall in love’ with a black-haired white boy the same age as he was when he tried to freeze his own development?
From interviews with people close to him it was clear he acted like any other man in love would with his paramour when he dominated the life of Jordan Chandler for almost a year, until the boy had the courage to speak up back in 1993?


In his teens, Michael mysteriously began never being seen without a glove on his right hand.
What was MJ covering up with that single glove, and how did he 'turn white'? 
Given the fact that he’s the only black person I’ve ever heard of who successfully went from black to totally white, it was most likely vitiligo, a not uncommon depigmentation disease. (From Wikipedia: “The most notable symptom of vitiligo is depigmentation of patches of skin that occurs on the extremities. Although patches are initially small in size, they can often start to enlarge and change shape. When skin lesions occur, they are most prominent on the face, hands and wrists. Depigmentation is particularly noticeable around body orifices, such as the mouth, eyes, nostrils, genitalia and umbilicus.”)

Interesting that he remained quite obviously black until his 30's, then rather suddenly turned white, which could only be explained by his having spend a TON of money on medical treatments to either depigment his skin (you can see the purplish transparency of his facial skin in close-up photos after the transformation) or induce vitiligo universalis, leaving little pigmentation anywhere on the body. If anyone had the money to pay for this kind of procedure, it was Jacko.
What was up with all that cosmetic surgery?  
Mikey liked comics, as any 12 year old boy would, and he wanted to attract children to him, hence the enormous investment in everything he could come up with that might bring children to him: chimpanzees, giraffes, an amusement park, a private, secluded ranch where no one could penetrate his bedroom, dolls, the Elephant Man’s bones, and a comic-book hero’s face. Think about it.
MJ was NOT trying to look like his sister...
She also had surgery on her nose, but Michael was trying to look like a comic book hero that 12 year old boys, ideally Caucasian, would like. He became the image of what he’d like to embrace, absorb, control, have sex with…

Let’s take a look at what Jordy, the love of Jacko’s life when he was 12, looks like today:



Many kids become disturbed due to early life trauma, trauma such as a dad who beats you and controls the entire family, forcing them to perform together, etc., which is what Joe Jackson, the patriarch, did with all his kids. And if you want to understand childhood trauma, imagine being taken out of school with your own-age peers at 5 years old and never attending normal school or having same-age friends ever again… That kind of trauma might even turn you into a 12 year old who doesn’t want to grow up and is fixated on little boys similar to himself when his sexual feelings begin to emerge and develop. Mix in the issue of growing up black when most of the real power and success in the entertainment world which you are submerged in and controlled by was (is) in the hands of whites…
 Why was Jacko trying to build an amusement park in Poland in the mid-90's? 
The Poles were desperate for investment, the economy was only just beginning to grow and the opportunity to pay the authorities to allow you to do all kinds of nefarious things was possible — and the young, very Caucasian-looking children, many of whom had black hair, were attractive targets for a character like Whacko Jacko.
Why did Michael’s PR team set up a marriage of convenience with Lisa Marie Presley immediately after the paedophile charges? 
Everyone could see he was obviously not interested in women, much less adults, so no one with an IQ over 85 ever believed this was anything but a total sham. She admitted they never ‘consummated’ the relationship and interviews reveal that she was seeking a male figure in her life who was similar to her drug-addicted father, a man she could struggle to “fix” to compensate for having been unable to “fix” the dad she barely knew and lost so early in her life.

Look back at what Michael was singing about for so many decades. Pop fans like to believe he was writing songs just for them because he loved them all so much. Or did he love the power they put in his hands by buying his music and making him vastly rich and by adoring him unconditionally, feeding his enormous ego?
His songs were NOT about his fans, but about himself, as most singers’ songs are:
  • Be careful with who you mess around with (Billy Jean) because they might come back and demand things later.
  • It does’nt matter if you’re black or white.
  • PYT – Pretty Young (12 year old) Thing.
  • Ain’t nobody’s business but mine and my baby’s.
The list includes most of his songs if you listen to them in the context of his relationship with Jordan Chandler. There are dozens of references in all of the songs he wrote to his very particular and peculiar personal issues.

Robin Williams is very, very smart (most comedians are) and he's brave enough to have not perpetuated the stony "OJ-like silence" that exists in the entertainment world around Michael's personal predilections and actions:

So we have an enormously rich, powerful man doing all he can to stay 12 years old, to look like a Caucasian comic book hero, spend millions to create an amusement park trap to attract children, yet all of his attempts to land another Jordy Chandler were thwarted. Then stories of young orphans from the former Soviet Union being ‘adopted’ by single males in the developed world begin surfacing. MJ was tightly connected with his plastic surgery clinic where the staff had proven to be very pliable and would keep things VERY quiet if enough money was made available. Gradually a new idea emerges:
Who could deny a guy the chance to become a dad?  Aww...
Mikey placed an order for two kids, but he really wanted a bevy of white boys with no mommy on the scene — and incest was not really this thing (though he was a narcissist, in love with himself), so in quick order, another marriage was arranged, two kids were produced and some paperwork was signed. It was admitted that coitus never occurred, the two children were conceived via artificial insemination — with some male’s sperm. Unfortunately one of the kids turned out to be a girl…

After successfully securing the first two kids, Michael, as he did to an extreme degree with his cosmetic surgery, went ‘all the way’ to obtain another, even more ideal-looking boy, and paid another surrogate mother (less strings attached, but also more opportunity for ‘custom ordering’, more on that in a moment) to produce one.
What's a clear demonstration of a total lack of innate parental instinct?
Hold your baby over a precipice, like a hotel balcony. The third human being he had designed and produced for him — and that he nick-named after an INANIMATE OBJECT, “Blanket”, a ‘comforter’ you take to bed with you and snuggle — was dangled thusly in public.  (Or was it the daughter he really never wanted, but had no option but to take?  Same point...)

Now only a deeply narcissistic individual (narcissistic personality disorder is defined as someone who cares more for himself than anyone else, more than he cares about even his own kids) names himself “The King of Pop”, and then names his two boys “Prince Michael I” and “Prince Michael II”. (What did he call them at home? “One" and “Two”?)
Famously, Michael admitted to having his children sleep in his bed with him. 
I wonder if little Paris, his ‘daughter’ found herself waking up alone in her own bed, however? (I can see his 12 year old style bedroom door sign: “NO GIRLS ALLOWED!”)

After disposing of the mother problem, by October of 2005 Michael moved the kids to an Arab country where there are no real laws on the book about paedophilia and where fathers have ultimate control over their families, without scrutiny or consequences for murdering or disfiguring daughters, for example, and where purchasing/renting young boys for homosexual encounters is kept under the table. He also bought himself some major 'points' with his new hosts by reportedly donating for the construction of a mosque near his home. He also kept all his children veiled in public.
Why was MJ working so hard not only to live far from any criticism or oversight, but also preventing anyone from seeing the children's faces?
When he finally -- only after the oldest were TEN YEARS OLD (that’s a loooong time to be kept in hiding!) -- allowed the children’s faces to be revealed while traveling through an airport, one thing became VERY clear for anyone in the world who cared to take a look and remember what Michael’s actual genes "look like" (not his surreal metamorphosis).

Can you see any evidence of MJ's African-American, pre-Thriller genes in any of those children?  Really?
The African-American gene is expressed dominantly when whites and blacks produced mixed children. In every mixed conception, if the African-American parent had broad nostrils, kinky hair and a dark complexion, these are virtually always evident, even if only marginally. Not in any of these THREE children, however.  Although the first two kids are clearly Debbie Rowe’s, none of them share Michael Jackson’s DNA.  All three are 100% Caucasian.
Nicely pulled off, Mikey! 
And what fun for him behind closed doors!  (BTW: Inside Neverland Whacko Jacko had a room filled with 12 year old sized dolls dressed in various uniforms — all of them were white, I'm not sure how many girl dolls there were amongst the boys.)

What is EXTREMELY disturbing about the third child is that we could finally see that the little guy was “custom ordered.” Debbie’s kids came out with light hair but the last child, from an egg and a sperm donor who I’d guess BOTH had white skin and jet black, straight hair, like the long black wig that Mikey took to wearing.
Think about that:  A custom-ordered "human-blanket"...
For the last kid Mikey went out shopping for a genetically ideal egg and sperm donors to produce a boy that looked just like he wanted it to (the appearance of the surrogate ‘baby oven’ was unimportant if the embryo was produced in vitro), then kept the boy’s hair long the way he liked it:

Now if all you die-hard fans aren’t starting to feel just a smidgen of disgust about the cold hard facts, keep another in mind: paedophiles do not choose their perversion, but they also cannot ‘turn it off’. It never goes away. For example, once a foot-fetishist, ALWAYS a foot-fetishist.

Almost everything in Michael Jackson’s private life was built around trying to get close enough to prepubescent white boys to get them into his bedroom — it wasn’t a cutesy ‘love of children’. Some paedophiles have the moral strength to acknowledge that they are permanently damaging innocent kids by acting upon their impulses and, recognizing that they’ll never be able to change, request chemical castration, but the majority, due to human nature’s built-in ego-supporting mechanism, insist they are ‘normal’ and they seek out other paedophiles to hang out with and reaffirm their ‘normalcy’. Michael, suffering from a severe narcissistic personality disorder, could never admit he had a problem and had the power of virtually unlimited funding to fulfill his dark desires.

(His final concerts were only arranged and agreed to after the licensing deal that funded his lavish lifestyle ran out in 2008.  He suddenly needed another source of revenue and had to come out of hiding away in his perfectly constructed world.)

Note that in the funeral ceremony, ONLY the little girl spoke up, not her older brother, and she said:  
“Ever since I was born, Daddy was the best father you could ever imagine!” 
Lovely. Except that the kids never were exposed to anyone outside of the house in Bahrain, so how would she imagine what a good daddy was supposed to be like? From Superman cartoons?  Perhaps she might have thought that what daddy did in the bed and bath with her brothers was being a great dad! Patty Hearst loved her captors too, it’s a common reaction for captives, and is 100% natural for a child growing up sequestered. It’s also likely that nothing ‘untoward’ ever happened to her — her dad consistently demonstrated his intense, exclusive interest in little boys.

So far, and likely until the poor little boys are old enough to write a version of “Mommy Dearest”, those two lads are not going to have a lot to say to the world, sadly. In the meantime, all those " unconditionally adoring" Michael Jackson fans might want to think about what they’d feel if their own kids were orphaned and then adopted by a paedophile…

Yay, Mikey! You were the best dad EVER!

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