Is anybody else out there not buying the Mother Teresa comparison crap the MSM is attempting to pawn off on us regarding Michael Jackson?
This would be the same media that routinely—and righteously, I might add—exposed, ridiculed and condemned Wacko Jacko while he was alive for all of his out-of-this-world, can’t-get-more-jacked-up-than-that asininities he shoved up our culture’s collective tailpipe.
Let me see if I get this straight. If I live by Jacko’s rules:
• I can, as a 50-year-old man, sleep with a stack of little boys in my bedroom—a room, mind you, that is protected with advanced Maxwell Smart style alarm systems to alert me regarding a potential tickle party crasher intruding into my space and ruining my happy time?
• I can repeatedly squeeze my genitals on stage and on TV in front of thousands of adoring little children like a randy male gibbon surrounded by six female gibbons coming into estrus?
• I can show up an hour late to court for my second criminal trial (in one decade) for “allegedly” having sex with little boys, completely stoned out of my noggin’, flanked by Muslim bodyguards, wearing my jammies, a Sgt. Pepper’s jacket and Aviators?
• I can give little children “Jesus Juice,” or what other people who are not frickin’ insane call wine?
• I can prodigally blow through millions and millions of dollars on goofy BS while telling others to sacrifice for global problems? Continued... |