Friends, netizens, countrymen….lend me your ears.
I come to bury Michael Jackson, not to praise him. Only the good the man has done lives after him; the evil is being interred with his bones. O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason.
After several days of listening to wailing and moaning about our loss, I have begun to wonder why we refuse to acknowledge that our entertainers are human beings and as such….not the most wonderful beings on the planet. We are so enamored of our celebrities that we project the kind of personalities and attributes on them that we wish them to have instead of seeing them for who they were. At what point does art become so important that we are willing to sell our morality and look the other way? Nowhere is this more true than in the case of Michael Jackson.
There are those who espouse the position that his childhood is to blame for the darkness in his life. Doubtless the allegations against his father, Joe Jackson, do not paint the most flattering of pictures. It has been asserted that the man stood over the rehearsals of his sons with his belt wrapped around one fist. That he beat Michael more than any of the others combined. That he treated his children less as a father and more as an investor. But at what point does that cease to be an influence over one’s life? Is it not true that Michael has been estranged from his father most of his adult life? Would it not be reasonable to expect that he would seek help to make sure he was not such a father to his own children?
There are those who insist that we should remember the good he has done in the world and forget the bad. Why? Why should we not learn from the serious mistakes the man made? Because he made us dance with him? Because we liked the tune? Is charm truly so much more important than the harm inflicted? Even if that charming person was rich and famous?
Still others insist that they don’t look into the personal lives of the artists they admire, and it is these people that infuriate me the most. No deed is too heinous, no life so shattered, no injury so grievous that they can be bothered to look at it, should it concern someone who gives them four minutes of happiness on the radio or a couple hours on the movie screen. “Oh, yes, that Mel Gibson is a racist drunken lunatic with no regard for anyone’s safety, but did you see POTC?!” Michael Jackson was accused of molesting several young boys. Only two cases got close to court. He fed a young girl sedatives and antihistamines to keep her asleep while he molested her brothers. He had cameras and alarms in the hallway outside his bedroom. Child after child came forward in the first court case to testify. He out and out ADMITTED in an interview to inviting young boys into his bed:
Pop superstar Michael Jackson admitted last night in a television documentary that he loves to have young boys sleep in his bed.
What’s more, everyone should do it, says the 44-year-old Jackson, who was accused of sexually molesting a 13-year-old boy a decade ago, and who admits recently encouraging a 12-year-old cancer sufferer to sleep in his bedroom.
“It’s what the whole world should do,” Jackson told interviewer Martin Bashir on the Granada television program, “Living With Michael Jackson,” according to a London Times account. Granada is one of the largest independent television companies in the United Kingdom…
According to Jackson, not only do children like to be touched, but the superstar told Bashir he would kill himself if he could not be close to young boys.
Yet there are those who still refuse to acknowledge even the possibility that Jackson molested those boys. Enough. Enough of the adulation and the canonization of this man. He ruined young lives. Enough of the waving away of criticisms with cries of ‘racism.’ It is an injustice to those who fight racism on a daily basis to even liken it to racism. Imagine those young boys, now young men. Finally, their nightmare is over…except for those who insist that the man that molested them is a god, not a monster. It is time we stopped treating our celebrities like deities and started treating them like people.