If you told me that I would outlive Michael Jackson, I would have told you no way. Honestly, MJ is one of those people who you just knew would live forever. We thought of the possibility of other artists and iconic people dying, but never Michael.
I grew up with the guy, and I am sure that damn near all of you reading this did as well. He just seemed like one of those constants: Death, taxes, and Michael Jackson. But no more. That part of A-merry-can music history died today in a Bel-Air mansion at approximately 4:00 PM EST. That white glove and the red jacket will be in the Smithsonian one day. (If they are not already.) The guy was that much a part of A-merry-cana.
To us black folks this loss is especially hard, because no matter how hard he tried to change himself and run away from who he was, many of us still accepted him. He was the same little Michael from Gary, Indiana that he was four noses ago. Maybe it's because we understood that he grew up on the stage and under the eyes of a taskmaster like unforgiving father. Maybe it's because we understood that he never really had a childhood and for all his talents, he was somewhat of a pathetic figure. And then, of course, there were the alleged little boys. None of us can pretend that the ugly trial didn't take place. We all whispered about it long before the trial, and even after he was acquitted of those horrible charges, many of us still believed that the whispers were true. And still, in spite of all that, we accepted him. Oh we killed him for those and other indiscretions, and rightfully so, but at the end of the day, he was fam.
We forgave because he broke barriers. He was the first black artist to really get some shine on MTV. He turned white folks on to our music and the way we dance to it. (Who can forget Michael moon- walking into white A-merry-ca's living rooms and their hearts?) And he crossed over and got paid. (Yes, we celebrated the fact that he got paid. Because contrary to what plenty of you believe; black folks aren't all crabs in a barrel)
But we loved him mostly for what he gave us: The memories. Those old J-5 albums: The Love You Save; ABC;Dancing Machine;One More Chance. Pick one. Anyone. I am sure you would be picking a memory right along with it. I watched some of those old J-5 routines on television tonight, and I got goose bumps. (Oh if that Michael Jackson could have still been with us) I felt a profound sense of sadness, because it reminded me of a youth and an innocence that I will never get back. In a way, Jackson's dying closes that chapter, and I never wanted to say goodbye.
264 comments:
«Oldest ‹Older 201 – 264 of 264ANON 9:10, I thought I was being mean, but I see you have me beat (SMILE)and yes, their are RACE'S all over the world paying tribute, and that say's a lot about the way they felt about this BLACK MAN!
I guess this is some of our people's way of PAYING MICHAEL back! they wait until he is DEAD and then really show their true COLOR!!!
Some people are using such word's as (COLONIZATION), someone threw the PRESIDENT in for good measure! he was called a (SELF HATER) please, the PRESIDENT is a undercover FIELD NEGRO, and if you listen really close, at time's he has to hold himself back from talking like he is from the HOOD! but, that's not good enough for some of you people, you want a BLACK PRESIDENT with pant's sagging and a big tee short on!
GRANNY, this is PROPHETESS WALLACE how do I find your BLOGSPOT, is it called DISGUS? is it under GOOGLE? I can't wait to see it!
"the PRESIDENT is a undercover FIELD NEGRO, and if you listen really close, at time's he has to hold himself back from talking like he is from the HOOD! but, that's not good enough for some of you people, you want a BLACK PRESIDENT with pant's sagging and a big tee short on!"
Amen, Anonymous 12:08! They don't realize the man is brillant. Nor do they want to give him a chance. He might not move when they think he should. However, he is man thinks out his game plan, carefully, first, before he makes a move.
As for Michael Jackson, my heart goes out to his family in their hour of grieving, and I pray the Lord sends a comforter to them that will melt them in unconditional love.
GRANNY, I was the one that said" the PRESIDENT is a undercover field negro.
Sign: PROPHETESS WALLACE, and I am trying my best to locate your BLOGSPOT, have mercy (smile) I am new at all of this.
MICHAEL JACKSON'S death has caused this world to go into a FRENZY!!!
beautifully said.
have you seen juan cole's post? i thought it was insightful and unlike most everything else that is being said.
thank you, field.
http://www.juancole.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-islam-and-middle-east.html
Prophetess Wallace:
Hello, just paste this link into your browser.
http://grannystandingfortruth.blogspot.com/
Granny,
You are off to good start on your blog. It looks good in appearance and content.
A+
Thanks A+
Prophetess Wallace:
Did that link I gave you help you find my blog?
I was quite dissappointed by Obama's response. It was cold and I think says alot about the dedication his presidency will have towards the Black cause.
GRANNY, I did that earlier, I will check back tomorrow, my daughter is on her way home, and the computer is in her room. I have all of your the link to your BLOGSPOT, I see GOD sending hurting people your way, they need comfort, GOD is taking you into a NEW SEASON, he is enlarging
your territory! RECEIVE IT!!!
PROPHETESS WALLACE
Prophetess Wallace:
Amen, I receive it and that is, also, confirmation of what he gave me. You are truly tuned in Mighty Woman of God.
I
Michael Is Not Dead
I've thought about my "real" response, but, alas, very few will read it, if any at all.
I've heard many of the voices here, some have spoken glowingly of Michael and some have castigated him.
Let me let you in on a little secret. People usually like secrets and I have many to share.
Here's one:
Michael is not dead!
Oh, I know: some of you here will nod assent, and say, Of course he's not dead, he merely transitioned: "He's in heaven," or for the most cynical among us, "He's in hell."
Now, let me let you in on another little secret--this one promises to be a little bit harder to swallow than the other.
Michael was never alive!
Cross my heart....
I thought that would get your attention. Here' another attention-grabber: not only was Michael not alive, it was each and everyone of us that gave him the life we believed he lived.
How about that?
Don't believe me? You think I'm mad? Could be...We're all mad in degrees.
We're all insane incrementally. Insane can be an acronym:
I Never See Anything Not Empty.
We always see things Full, or partially Full, or partially empty--just never empty.
That is to say, we judge. To judge is to be insane. We fill up our senses and our mind with our own beliefs, or our own take on what's real, what's right and wrong, what's just and unjust.
Given our unique view of the world, we never do anything inappropriately.
What does all this have to do with Michael Jackson being alive or dead?
Plenty!
Let me elaborate on an earlier thought: We brought Michael to life....
And not only that, you, me, each one of us who saw him in person, heard of him, or whatever, brought Michael to life.
And here's another little secret--boy are they coming fast, now:
We Are Michael Jackson! Everyone of us!
Yeah, you heard me right. You are Michael Jackson, and some moon-walking kid a continent away, clear on the other side of the world, is Michael Jackson, too.
We're All Michael Jackson!
I can hear you now: "You're jesting, are you not?"
No, not one iota: We're all Michael Jackson.
Whether we liked his music, or hated it--we're Michael.
Whether we thought he molested kids, or not--we're Michael.
Whether we swayed in rhythm to "Beat It," or "Billy Jean," or felt our soul stir to the lyrics of "We Are The World," or not--we're Michael.
Without us, Michael would cease to be. Without us--the Real Michael Jackson--the impostor would merely be a cardboard cutout, an image on the retina of our eyes.
II
Michael Is Not Dead
"Okay, Mr. Smarty, I've heard all this nonsense, and I still think you're as mad as a Mad Hatter. You've got some 'splaning to do."
All right. Where do I begin?
I know: Let's begin with You! Without you, your consciousness of you and the world around you, nothing would exists.
Let's talk first about sunsets, and sunrises.
Some you like: the beauty and grandeur of them can be breathtaking. How majestic the colors--the pinks, the maroons, the soft, velvet, blues, some darker and richer than others.
Others you dislike: ominously threatening, violently dark and foreboding, prescient of a storm on the horizon, sure to bring lightning and thunder and destructive winds.
Who gets to say what you like and dislike? Who gets to say that the hues you see are beautiful, or threatening?
Not the sunset, not the sunrise. You do!
They're just hues. In and of themselves, they're just a collection of colors. It's your judgment of them that brings them to life, that says that they're majestically beautiful, or grotesquely violent.
Yes, you.
And we won't all agree! Some will call the grotesquely violent colors beautiful, while others will say that those that are majestically beautiful are violently grotesque.
There's general agreement, of course, but that agreement takes place within, not without.
What is Michael, then?
He's a collection of sounds that impinges on our ears; he's an assortment of light that our eyes interpret as images; he's an idea that we shape and mold into concepts of good and bad, dark skin and light skin, and music that stirs us, or repels us.
We get to create Michael anyway we choose--as an object of our hate, if we think he sinned, violated the law, and hurt innocence; as an object of our love, if we swoon to his music, find rapture in his voice, or think him handsome, urbane, cool, hip, or just shy and childlike.
We all get to create him anyway we choose--because, forsooth, Michael Jackson doesn't exist, and has never existed outside of ourself.
It was there, within, where we created him--in the laboratory of our thoughts, the crucible of our mind, as a Frankenstein creation, giving him the attributes of and angel, or the characteristics of a monster, or a hybrid of both.
We are Michael Jackson, and he is us. We gave him life, and we can take it away.
We gave him a reality, and decided whether that reality pleased us or not.
We formed him, and fashioned him-- from out of the depth of our being--deciding each step of the way how he'll be to us, and how we'll be to him.
I...Am Michael Jackson.
And I am you. And you're me....It cannot be otherwise.
Black Diaspora:
That was real deep!
GrannyStandingforTruth said...
"Black Diaspora:
That was real deep!"
Thanks, Granny. You may be the only one that gets to read this post.
I was a bit late forming a response. I wasn't sure if the readers on this blog was ready for it.
BD...... Course in Miracles? I absolutely get it.... and I agree. It is from this place that we can "create" our best hopes and dreams. I am glad to know you are in the "creation."
Alicia is obviously crying out for help. Will somebody please be a friend to the poor dear?
thank you grata!
i have never lied on obama or mj...
peace
ab
LOL at me. Ok Granny I also took a closer look at the face on the photo (my contacts aren't too good at night). Yup Field, ArtMargot sure has a creative mind. LOL
Jody said...
"BD...... Course in Miracles? I absolutely get it.... and I agree."
"Course in Miracles?" Partly...and so much more!
Jody, I suspected an alignment of our souls.
Grinder, how come you only conveniently named black artist?
Two reasons. One is that MJ is black, so I was thinking of black musicians at the time. Second is that I mentioned great artists, and black or otherwise, the two greatest musicians of all time in my book were Miles Davis and Saint John Coltrane.
Now, if we want to talk about all of the addicted musicians that I think were great, then we could move on to Janis Joplin, who I think was one of if not the greatest blues singer ever, and whiter than hell, and Gram Parsons, a white country singer who was in a class by himself. There was Jerry Garcia of the Grateful Dead, a heroin addict and a damn good musician, if somewhat overrated.
I wouldn't put Elvis on the list, because after all we are talking about the greats, not the derivative ripoff artists. In any case, there have been a boatload of addicted white musicians. I'm afraid that drugs and musicians go together like adultery and marriage, without much regard for ethnic distinctions.
Grinder, how come you only conveniently named black artist?
Two reasons. First, because of the subject of this thread, I was thinking of black artists. Secondly, in my opinion the two greatest musicians of any ethnicity were Miles Davis and Saint John Coltrane.
There were plenty of great white musicians with monkeys on their backs. Two that come to mind are Janis Joplin and Gram Parsons. Alas, drugs and musicians seem to go together like marriage and adultery. It ain't a racial thing.
Hmm, I see I was posted twice saying the same thing. The first one wasn't showing up, so I redid the comment. And then both of them showed up.
GRANNY this is PROPHETESS WALLACE, I have a mouse on my computer, and I can usually link to other website's with no problem, is a browser the same as a mouse? I can never link to any other website from FIELD'S BLOG, are you under MYSPACE?
"wouldn't put Elvis on the list, because after all we are talking about the greats, not the derivative ripoff artists."
Janis Joplin was also a rip off artist. She built her career trying to imitate black female blues artists.
"I can never link to any other website from FIELD'S BLOG"
Maybe it has something to do with his url domain/blogger setup. Right click on the links posted on his site, then open in new window or tab.
And of course for the links that are not html embedded (ex. some links typed in by people in the comments section)... you can simply highlight it with your mouse, then copy and paste it onto a new browser window/tab. If you already knew that, I apologize. There are people (like my parents) who are still learning. Smile.
Prophetess Wallace:
Copy, cut, and paste this link and put it up in that space bar up at the top where the http:// address goes and hit go.
http://grannystandingfortruth.blogspot.com/
And that should take you there. I haven't been at home all day and just read your message.
Janis Joplin was also a rip off artist. She built her career trying to imitate black female blues artists.
Maybe so, but she was a whole lot better at it.
Presley was pretty good right in the beginning of his career, but that only lasted for a couple years. Then they turned him into Wonder Bread, and the rest is history.
La Incognita,
I don't think Joplin was imitating. No black woman has ever remotely sounded like that. It was more of a parody. She tried to sound like what she thought was the blues.
Grinder,
Before you say I'm bigoted, I think Elvis like Jerry Lee Lewis was more familiar with black music than Joplin. Would anyone had thought that Wilson Picket's back up band was white on The Midnight Hour. The south was weird in that way.
Prophetess Wallace: Just click on the link below to visit Granny's blog:
GrannyStandingForTruth.blogspot.com
The blog will open in your "comment window," if you don't click it using the right button on your mouse, and clicking Open in New Window.
If you're still having trouble, I hope this helps.
Now, I'm trying to remember the name of some of Janis Joplin's songs. I remember her name but can't think of any of her songs right now. Help me out somebody, please.
Grinder:
Muddy Waters, Little Walter, B.B. King, and Bobby Blue Bland are the only blues singers I can think of, Oh, and Eric (I forget his name, a white blues singer).
I think Eric last name was
Clapton (?) or something like that
I'm a big fan of Muddy Waters and Little Walter. And I'm not the Joplin p.r. guy. Her career was short because of her addiction. What she did was incredible, though. Wikipedia has a good biography of her.
BTW, thank you for visiting my blog, grinder. I'm still working on it, and I might have to reformat my computer and reinstall every thing all over again because my computer has been acting up. Therefore, it might take me a minute to get it right.
I enrolled in one class at the college too. I'm trying to get used to going so I'm just taking one for now. Not to mention, I'm busy throughout the day, regardless.
Granny,
Bobby McGee
Take a Piece of My Heart
Get It While You Can
Mercedes Benz
Here's a link to You Tube for her songs:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-g7Q7hXn7o
Granny, if you become interested in Janis Joplin, the two records to get are Pearl and Joplin In Concert.
Back when a "record" meant a 12-inch vinyl disc, many of them came with liner notes, almost all of them forgettable. But there are a few records where the liner notes really stand out. One is the liner notes to what I think is the greatest record ever published, Miles Davis's Kind of Blue. The other is the liner notes to Joplin In Concert, written by Clive Davis, the president of Columbia Records:
I first saw Janis Joplin at the Monterey Pop Festival in the summer of 1967. She was then an unknown, being given an opportunity to perform on the same stage with the reigning greats of the popular music world. Janis instinctively sensed that this was her moment because she was never more vibrant, more electric or more triumphant. Seeing her for the first time was an experience I'll never forget. She tore at your insides and tingled every nerve. Her raw power and electricity was awesome. From Monterey Janis went on to become a world-wide phenomenon. A tough and earthy exterior hid a vulnerable, sensitive ego, with both fighting and interacting all the time. "Piece of My Heart" and "Summertime" -- "Ball and Chain" and "Me and Bobby McGee" -- each was a different part of a tremendously unique person and performer.
Janis lived like a flame in the wind -- always at her most intense. The flame, of course, was her brilliant talent, itself a living thing always visible and audible in performance. Not a quiet talent but a robust, vigorous, bursting flare of creativity. She honored it and fed it with every last ounce of physical and emotional energy at her command. The result, the effect, was undeniable -- a force so compelling it rode down fatigue, strain, endurance, to the very limits of human capacity.
But she was human, a human being. Given a gentler time, she might have lived more years. But then she also might have burned less brightly, less intensely. The wind into which she sang was the wind of the '60s, a time of unprecedented cross-currents. The wind of the time was a wind that blew away cobwebs and prejudices by the thousands, but waqs cruelest to those who stood exposed and did not try to hide.
Janis sang in the eye of the hurricane. She didn't simply "sing" a sing -- she ravaged it, she tore it to shreds, exploded it. And yet atb the right moment, she could be incredibly gentle, caressing each word with tenderness and understanding. The energy of a lifetime she put into a few short years. Janis "live" could sing down the wind. Or start it up again if it fell silent. Her records -- recordings of these "live" performances -- are her testament. Hearing them now, they inspire not so much mere admiration and applause -- but awe. We are awed that a human being -- yes, greatly gifted and talented but still one person -- could give so much.
I first saw Janis Joplin on the night of Sunday, March 16, 1969 when she appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show. The family would watch it together, and my father was laughing at her appearance and her voice. I still remember that evening well -- exactly where I was sitting, and my reaction. I was 11 years old at the time, and thinking, "Wow, dad, you sure don't get it." Mind you, my father was the guy who turned me on to Miles Davis and Saint John Coltrane, so it's not like he was totally a lost cause.
My favorites from her: Trust Me from Pearl and Down on Me from Joplin In Concert
His (Clive Davis) was a wonderful paean to Joplin's music.
Yeah, he really captured it. And Down On Me is the anthem of everyone who's ever been shit on for who they are.
Great conversation as always and thought provoking comments even though I don't agree with them all but I gotta say I'm a little shocked with all the accusations that Michael hated his blackness. Truth is he had a disease called vitiligo. Here's what it does to folks: http://img34.imageshack.us/img34/9753/turningwhite.jpg
You can look up Jackson and vitiligo and find a few sites that document the splotchiness -- you can even see through the thick makeup he was wearing to try and stay black for as long as he could. Michael lightened his skin because it got to the point where he was looking like a jersey cow. Now, some may ask why did he go white instead go dark? The answer is that vitiligo destroys the skin's melanin/pigment. IOW, you can't become dark again. The only choice is to go lighter because whole spots of you (and they can be quite large) have already turned white and the melanin destroyed.
As to his nose jobs, again it wasn't blackness he was erasing but his father. And how many people in this country of all colors get nose jobs? Yeah his went wrong or too far or whatever the h*ll happened to do that to him but a nose job doesn't mean you hate your race.
Michael donated over $300 MILLION to BLACK charities. Does that sound like a race hater? Was organizing the biggest stars of the time and producing "We Are The World" to help AFRICA the actions of someone who hated being black?! Did he give his first interview in more than a decade to Ebony because he was a hater? How about demanding that all his videos simultaneously premiered on BET and not be exclusive to MTV? So many more of his actions make a lie of the notion that he was a hater.
--j
Thank you Field for this entry, very well-said...
3:57 pm, I for one don't believe that MJ hated black people, I can't speak for others. However, it wouldn't surprise me if you're non-black. It would help explain your race-social ignorance concerning MJ and the probability of him being honest about having 'Vitiligo' due to his pattern of altering his black characteristics beforehand. (And as if, you think must of us here don't know what the disease is).
li:
anyone who knowa vitiligo
would never believe mj had it
with this ULTRA white even skin
..."(And as if, you think must of us here don't know what the disease is)."
From the comments made on this thread, and there were a lot, I would have to say that many don't know what the disease is. I am thankful someone explained it and stood up for MJ because there were a lot of ingrates like yourself who didn't.
Anonymous, to piggy back on what you said....I read somewhere where is says "to give honor where honor is due"
Field I enjoy your blog but you really need to put a cap on the comments of alicia banks. Never have I seen such vitriol, anger and hate poorly disguised as "truth, fearlessness and honesty". I enjoy reading intelligent thoughtful posts but her constant rabid, spiteful responses put me off. For instance she blatantly calls the late MJ a child rapist, geez! The man was acquitted under the law and his accusers in both cases had hidden agendas! Let God be the judge of whatever he may or may not have done. She attempts to back up her claims with questionable books or data which do not actually prove anything. This woman has hijacked your blog and spends an awful lot of time here trying to be controversial and getting into fights. I am sorry to say but she lowers the tone; please censor her in some way. She appears to have a blog of her own, for heavens sake encourage her to stay there.
Field I enjoy your blog but you really need to put a cap on the comments of alicia banks. Never have I seen such vitriol, anger and hate poorly disguised as "truth, fearlessness and honesty"<<
Hon, you are not alone in your sentiments.But Field does not censor anybody. Not even trolls.
tina and sharon:
how very many posts you BOLDLY ignore herein!!!
countless posts herein are filled with hatred and posted by bloggers as you dare single me out...why??????
i could not care less about your sole selective censoring of my posts
and anyone who has actually studied mj knows that he is a textbook serial pedophile and rabid psychotic white supremacist
see much more on that here:
Unmasked: The Final Years of Michael Jackson by Ian Halperin
Michael Jackson Unauthorized by Christian Anderson
On Michael Jackson by Margo Jefferson
Be Careful Who You Love: Inside the Michael Jackson Case by Diane Dimond
Michael Jackson Unauthorized by Christopher Anderson
La Toya: Growing Up in the Jackson Family by La Toya Jackson
The Myth and the Madness by Randy Taraborrelli
Trapped: Michael Jackson and the Crossover Dream by Dave Marsh
and many more...
fyi
sharon/tina:
funny how so many hypochristians who say "only god can judge mj"
spend all day judging me/gays etc
you hypocrisy is as amusing as it is repulsive
i dogged mj for decades while he was living and morphing intoa white vampire
i have not changed since he died
and i never will...
perhaps you have me mixed up with those revisionist fans who are belatedly speaking of him as some macho afro saint?
countless posts herein are filled with hatred and posted by bloggers as you dare single me out...why??????
i could not care less about your sole selective censoring of my posts<<<
Apparently, you do.
funny how so many hypochristians who say "only god can judge mj"
spend all day judging me/gays etc...<<
Your sexual orientation is your business and of no interest to me and I am certain the same can be said of many others here.
sharon:
get over being embarrassed by your arrogant ignorance and remorseless blatant lies about obama's bio!
that is YOUR real issue herein!
most black people hate themselves/their hair/skin etc...
the death of the white mj has proven this even more than euro religions!
shame!!!
tina/sharon:
The truth is its own defense. I have read/heard so many lies about the adult Michael Jackson that they are starting to repulse me as much as his gruesomely mutilated white face did…
Today, I finally read a column about Michael that is even more brutally honest than my own.
For those seeking only sane and sober accounts of the psychotic adult Michael, it does not get any better than this! Enjoy:
THE TRAGEDY OF MICHEAL JACKSON
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB124762029798042603.html
WOW!! Kudos to author Bill Wyman: Thank you for not revising Michael’s adult history and fabricating his afrocentrism and innocence as so many of his fans are doing incessantly and shamelessly!!!
fn:
they found skin bleach in mj's bedroom
http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/28/jackson.home.search/index.html
more breaking news on mj:
they found skin bleachers in mj's bedroom too
the vitiligo lie will finally soon die...i hope!!!
miko brando has spoken about taking tons of skin bleachers to mj for decades
and miko looks just like blanket
he may be the pappy...
mj called blacks "splaboos"
shame they love him so...
http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/28/jackson.home.search/index.html
http://extratv.warnerbros.com/2009/07/vote_is_brando_blankets_biolog.php
mj even bleached his white kids' hair to make them whiter
http://www.perfectbabyhandbook.com/blog/2009/06/michael-jackson-bleached-his-kids-hair-both-cruelly-and-cheesily/
http://books.google.com/books?id=8j4ILUllObsC&pg=PA45&lpg=PA45&dq=splaboo+michael+jackson&source=bl&ots=zLbwfOsFR5&sig=H-dd3qPYwiy5Zwy03yJuRdQbq2k&hl=en&ei=I3GYSrLaKYWKMvGQ2K4F&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=10#v=onepage&q=splaboo%20michael%20jackson&f=false
The article cited indicates that the ointment used was used by people afflicted with vitiglio.
Also listed on the detective's report was Benoquin ointment, a medication used to lighten skin pigmentation in people with vitiligo, a skin condition.
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Jackson's dermatologist, Dr. Arnold Klein, said on CNN's "Larry King Live" last month that he had treated Jackson for the condition, which causes irregular patches of white skin. "His was bad because he began to get a totally speckled look over his body," Klein said.
http://www.cnn.com/2009/SHOWBIZ/Music/08/28/jackson.home.search/index.html
sharon:
if mj was on video bleaching
u would swear it was a hoax
why do blacks adore people who hat them???
shame!!!
the day we learn to love us as much as mj loved whites = day the revolution will come!!!
ab
fn:
more proof that mj never had vitiligo..only designer bleaches here:
http://www.nationalenquirer.com/michael_jackson_used_bleach_to_fake_skin_disorder/celebrity/67269
Well field nigra now that you have seen his autopsy reports (assuming you took the time to read them) hopefully you are lucid enough to know everything he said about his skin, reason for the masks, and other health concerns were true. You people just put stuff out in the public never an inkling if it's true or not. You just repeat what you hear in the media. I bet you were one of the so brothers in the front of the line to ridicule him when he was alive. You Poor Things
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