WAG THE JACKSON

I don't have to prove anything, I'm just going to say what I think without any other backup than my 'gut feeling' or as I like to refer to it 'my bones are telling me'.

Long before there was talk of 'foul play' in Michael Jackson's death, my bones told me that someone (a Jesuit) passed him the poison cup. The heat needed to be taken off the current pretend black president, so what better way to do it than with the death of the pretend black pop star? No one else would do. It had to be just the right person for the media to play up, and the right kind of controversy over race, and just the right timing to draw attention away from all the mess that the economic experimenter has been causing.

Even though I hate the circus that has unfolded, I guess I'm just as guilty since I can't seem to hold back the things I think about it all. The worst, and final straw for me was when I accidently saw Jamie Foxx claim that Michael Jackson was a black man, and as such, the black community just shared him with the rest of us. What? You need to put the crack pipe down Jamie, put your hands where we can see 'em, and back away. Either that, or you need to pass the pipe around with the rest of us so we can all get on the same distorted page.

Michael Jackson started out as a black person, but he hated that he was black, and spent most of his life trying to be white. He bleached his skin, he had plastic sugery to slim his nose to the point that he finally actually had no nose at all. He married a white woman, his children are white, and his speaking voice sounded like that of a 15 year old white girl. Yeah Jamie, I think the white community shared him with YOU.

As a side note, it does kind of make me chuckle that Farrah Faucett didn't even get to be remembered on the day she died either. It was like, 'Did you hear about Michael Jackson, and oh, by the way, Farrah Faucett died too.' It happened on my 56th birthday too, so that will also make the date stick in my mind. Mercy.

I don't care about the freak-man known as Michael Jackson. Without thinking very hard at all I can tell you several other names of dead black men who actually DID make a contribution to the musical field, and WERE black.

I just can't take it any more, and somebody had to say it, so I am. I've seen the movie "Wag the Dog", and I think this is a clear case of Wag the Jackson. You can think what you want, but I truly believe he's the dog they decided to wag.

Now may God grant US all peace, 'cause I know MJ will not be at peace where he ended up. I'm glad he beat it.