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I'm not a Michael Jackson hater. I liked his music, partly because it was part of my life as a young man. And I never judge people and their morals. Unless convicted by a court of law, it's really between them, the truth -- whatever that might be -- and their maker.
But as thousands of people filled a huge arena in Los Angeles this week, and millions more were glued to their television sets; as accolades unlimited were spoken about the late "King of Pop," my mind was on how seven other Americans might be honored. You see,...
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It is with pleasure I can claim not have spent one nanosecond of time watching, listening, or discussing the gluttonous gorge these ghouls made of Mr. Jackson. May they be amply recompensed for their cannibal's feast.