Jacko Wacko Bites the Bullet . . .

Jacko Wacko Bites the Bullet, Re-locates to a Toasty Neverland

I know the title and content of this piece will be interpreted as mean-spirited by some people since it reflects not even a modicum of reverence for the memory of the recently-departed Michael Jackson.

The irreverence is fully intentional.

I’m aware that it’s unkind and ungracious to speak ill of the dead and for that reason I thought I’d avoid commenting on Jackson’s untimely demise. However, I’m fed up and not going to take any more of this adulation being heaped on the undeserving, yet-unburied King of Pop.

That adulation, bordering on adoration, exemplifies both the short attention span and the inclination of his many millions of fans worldwide to overlook and discount the “man’s” perversions in favor of salivating over, listening to, and watching their king do his thing even if his thing is no longer live and in person.

If he was this generation’s king of anything, Wacko Jacko was the King of Pervs, the King of Pedophiles, the King of the Disturbed and the Absurd. Kings get away with almost anything, and so did Jacko. Furthermore, if anyone was emblematic of a disintegrating Western culture, it was Michael Joseph Jackson.

The seventh of nine children of the prolific Joe and Katherine Jackson’s Gary, Indiana clan, his childhood may best be described as unusual as well as brutal. That fact may be sad but it is no defense for the evil he inflicted on children in his later years.

I will leave to Jackson’s idolators to review his amazing career and talent and to gloss over his early years but the fact his last, or semi-last, or one of his many wills never mentions dear ol’ dad is testimony to Jacko’s negative memories of Papa Joe Jackson.

Those same idolators, when pressed, will both defend his father and family and go on to use his childhood to explain his actions.

That defense works only in our court system when attorneys seek sympathetic jury nullification to find a defendant not guilty in the face of a preponderance of evidence to the contrary. Let’s face it, Jacko was a sick, twisted individual who paid big bucks to keep himself out of jail for serial acts of pedophilia.

In the case of Michael Joseph Jackson, the scam of blaming his conduct on poor parenting wouldn’t wash with any jury that could sublimate senseless worship to objective rationality. His life would dictate a guilty verdict based alone on the damage he did to any number of kids, all boy kids.

That damage will be ignored and forgotten in the ensuing weeks and years as Jackson’s relatives battle for his presumptive millions and as the starstruck media clamor for headlines to peddle their trashy reports to gullible fans.

But, naysayers might say, he was tried and found innocent of child molestation, intoxicating a minor, abduction, and conspiracy by a jury of his peers. That’s incorrect for two reasons.

First, he was not found innocent, . . .

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