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Tuesday, June 01, 2004




GOT TO BE STARTING SOMETHING
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
-Dr. Hunter S. Thompson

The strange and ugly saga of Michael Jackson continues apace. It's a sad and brutal tale of same-sex pederasty, fame and police malfeasence. I can pretty safely predict that by the time this is over, no one will be left standing. No one, that is but the jackal media and people like me who live for a freak show.

I'm sure by now that everyone has read this. It is, of course, the indictment of Michael Jackson. 10 counts in all. Very, very serious stuff. If convicted of any single count, the erstwhile King of Pop will be in very unpleasant circumstances for a very long time. If convicted of all of them, there is an exceptionally good chance that he will die in prison.

Everyone by now is familiar with the circumstances of this case. In February of 2003, a documentary, Living With Michael Jackson, by the British journalist Martin Bashir aired. In it, Jackson appeared with a twelve-year-old recovering cancer patient. Jackson rather forthrightly admitted that he and the boy had shared a bed, although nothing untoward had occurred. Many observers, myself included, were creeped out although, that Jackson had been delusional for decades at that point was beyond dispute.

It did strike me as odd that someone would come forward and confess to what he must know is criminal conduct on international television. It sort of leads me to believe that what actually occurred, while certainly bizarre, was not criminal.

Santa Barbara District Attorney - and world class evil motherfucker - Tom Sneddon disagreed. Sneddon launched an investigation of Jackson, or rather, another investigation of him. Sneddon, as you may remember, headed the 1993 criminal probe of Jackson that, for all intents and purposes, ruined his career. The investigation withered when Jackson settled a lawsuit brought by his "victim", for a reported $20-40 million. This upset Jackson greatly, and he responded by pressuring the California legislature to pass a law compelling molestation victims to co-operate with criminal investigations. Molestation victims are, by definition, children. Serious people could seriously argue that this law constitutes a further violation of a child, in this case by the government.

Through the spring of last year, the Los Angeles Department of Children's Services investigated the matter and, in accordance with the boy's repeated denials of untoward activity on Jackson's part, decided that the allegations were without merit.

At around that time, things went from bad to weird. The boy changed his mind and decided that he was sexually abused by Michael Jackson. This came after the boy and his mother, herself no stranger to exaggerated claims of sexual abuse and the lawsuits that arise from them, visited a lawyer. Not just any lawyer, mind you, the very lawyer who filed the 1993 case against Jackson. I should note that this victim has yet to file a statement of claim against Jackson.

This peaked Sneddon's bloodlust. A former criminal investigation was launched. Then, late last November while Jackson was in Las Vegas, some 75 police raided Jackson's compound. The story was now savagely public. Within days, criminal charges of child molestation were filed and Michael Jackson - once the most famous man alive - was seen in handcuffs.



Jackson was then released on $3 million bond. To put this in perspective, Phil Spector - who is charged with shooting a woman in face, killing her instantly, was released on $1 million. There has also been rampant speculation that Michael Jackson has been teetering on the verge of bankruptcy for years, yet he is considered a flight risk. Spector, about whom no such speculation has been made, is not a flight risk.

Jackson didn't much help matters when he leveled bizarre and stupid allegations of police brutality. This reinforced the idea that Jackson is insane. I believe that he is laying the groundwork in making this case about race and the police as opposed to child molestation. People might scoff at my theory, but remember, most people didn't think it work for O.J either. I'm not sure that it will work in Santa Barbara, but I wouldn't be surprised if it was given a shot.

Then it was revealed that Tom Sneddon personally was conducting witness interviews and stakeouts, things that are HIGHLY unusual for a District Attorney to do. The defense team is naturally going to want to know why he was doing them. This raises the enticing possibility that the D.A will be called to testify as a defense witness. When I first wrote about this twisted tale, I referred to Sneddon as "brutally stupid." I'm shocked at just how vindicated I ended up being.

Now the Santa Barbara authorities are on a cross-country manhunt for Michael Jackson's undies. It seems that in the initial raid of Neverland, the police found what they believe to be Jackson's DNA. I wonder where that could have come from? Perhaps his semen? I can't imagine the horror of learning that a 45-year old man came in his own fucking bed!

Jesus, I REALLY hope they never search my home! The bastards just might drown in my love gunk. Seriously, it's everywhere!

Once these allegations were publicly revealed, I thought it was only a matter of time before everyone started coming out with their, "Michael molested me, too" stories. Shockingly, some are even coming out through the British media. Strange, I know. The Fleet Street tabloids are usually so...conservative. And thorough with their fact checking. In any event, this story is too hideous to let go with just a link. Let's explore, shall we?
A SECOND youngster has accused Michael Jackson of sex abuse, alleging the singer FILMED him as he carried out depraved acts.

Tres Kinky!
Daniel Kapon also claims Jacko, 45, is a sadist who revelled in inflicting pain.

This is interesting. Interesting insofar as it corralates with none of the previous allegations. Not the current California facts, and certainly not the '93 allegations as revealed in the accuser's sworn 1993 deposition.
The teenager, now 18, sets out a catalogue of sickening abuse that started from the age of THREE.

If true, this would set Jackson apart from almost everything we know about sex offenders generally, and child molesters in particular.

Firstly, sex offenders tend to victimize a specific "type" of victim. Look at a photo collage of Ted Bundy's victims. Most of them have identical hair styles and colors. Sex offenders are like most people sexually, in one important regard: they find a type and stick with it. Just as most straight, non-offending males rarely move from an overweight girlfriend to say, a bulemic, homosexual child offenders don't generally move from pre-teens to toddlers. It has happened, but it's notable for its rarity.

The offenses also tend to be very specific. For a child molester to be "gentle" and "loving" with one victim, and sadomasochistic with another is virtually unheard of. If this guy isn't completely full of shit, then Jackson is in a clinical category all by himself.
And he makes the detailed accusations in a harrowing 28 minute and 50 second video as his case is studied by Los Angeles police.

Daniel said he was never taken to Jacko's bedroom to be abused—but to a chilling bare room without an ounce of comfort.

Odd, how that room wasn't revealed after the November raid. Almost everything else was.
"I recall a director-type, an older guy with white hair. He would be holding the video camera and directing, telling Jackson what to do and sometimes they'd collaborate."

Also, a collaborative offender has never been alleged by anyone else. What are the odds that Michael Jackson has a buddy who ordinarily doesn't fuck kids with him, but that that this one was irresistible?

The answer: slim to practically non-existent.

The story goes on and on and on. The further one reads it, the more convinced one becomes that it is complete and utter horseshit.

But one part does stand out.
Then he claimed Jackson would "be laughing demonically while this was happening." The youngster, currently in a safe house in Los Angeles, and now represented by highly respected lawyer Gloria Allred, said that there was nothing he could do to fight back.

Gloria Allred can only be described as "highly respected" by cuntish dwarves and deviants of every caliber. Allred is the kind of legal whore who will attach herself to any celebrity-tinged case in the most tangential way she can. For example, during the O.J Simpson criminal trial, she represented Denise Brown (Nicole's sister.) She currently represents Amber Frye, the admitted fuck-buddy of Scott Peterson during the period when he may or may not have been been butchering his wife. As soon as the Neverland raid occurred, Allred filed suit to have Jackson's children removed from his custody, overlooking such legal niceties as, that he has never been accused of touching his own children, and that nothing problematic like a trial had yet occurred. Besides which, who the FUCK is Gloria Allred to have anything to do with Michael Jackson's children? If she had been a better wife, maybe she could've kept her fucking husband from being indicted.

Christ, I detest that demented bitch. As a matter of fact, she's high on my "enemies list." Top ten as I remember it. In due course, I shall add to that list anyone who describes her as "highly respected."

I can't describe how badly I want to see that moralistic shrew drown in her own fucking blood.

Is it wrong that my hatred is the only thing left that makes me feel whole? I think it's actually part of my charm. A big part.

Sorry, I went off on a tangent. People like Gloria Allred do that to righteous gentleman like myself. The fact remains that the trial isn't even scheduled to start until September 13. There are still dozens of neat evidentiary issues to worked out. This is going to get so much uglier before it's over.

I shall endeavor to provide you all the gory details.

Because I'm a "fair and balanced" guy.






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