November 21, 2002
JUDGING MICHAEL JACKSON
By
Michelle Malkin
So much that is wrong with our culture can be summed
up in a single headline published this week by USA
Today:
"Don't judge Jackson, say child experts."
Don't judge Michael Jackson for dangling a
9-month-old baby over a balcony, "expert" Sally Lee of
Parents
magazine counsels us. Why not? Because no parent is
perfect, Lee explains condescendingly, and we wouldn't
want to make a "pariah" of celebrities who make
"mistakes."
Oh, heavens no, we wouldn't want to make a pariah out
of a self-destructive boy-man who suddenly surfaces with
an entourage of three vulnerable children of
questionable paternity--all bizarrely bearing the name
"Michael" and literally unable to breathe freely in
public.
Don't judge Michael Jackson for recklessly
endangering an innocent life, "expert" A. Sidney Johnson
of
Prevent Child Abuse America implores. Why not?
"All of us, regardless of income, can unintentionally
place children in harm's way."
As if Jackson didn't intend to wave around the baby
like a trophy before his crazed fans in Germany? As if
the baby accidentally crawled up into Jackson's arms
while he was blowing creepy kisses to the crowd below?
As if any normal, sane parent, regardless of income,
would tote around his or her children for the cameras
with makeshift burkhas covering their heads?
But never mind. We shouldn't judge Michael Jackson,
warns "expert" child psychologist Sam Goldstein, author
of Raising Resilient Children. Why not? "We
can't jump to conclusions without knowing the facts."
Well, I'm no high-falutin expert, but if I were the
mother of the writhing, towel-smothered infant who
nearly plunged to his death at the clammy hands of
Michael Jackson, I'd have this
crotch-grabbing celebrity thrown in jail faster than
you can say "Bad."
The facts are plainer than the collapsed nose on
Jackson's frightful face. This man is unfit to be
anywhere near children, let alone to be a make-believe
parent of three. In the obfuscatory language of the
psychological experts, Michael Jackson has Major Issues.
He's more than a sideshow freak. He's a menace.
Jackson
shelled out $20 million to shut up a 13-year-old boy
who accused the pop star of molesting him at his
Neverland ranch in southern California. His older sister
, LaToya (herself an emotional train wreck),
corroborated long-held suspicions by revealing to the
press that Jackson often spent nights with young boys in
his bedroom during elaborate sleepover parties.
The
fizzled King of Pop has a reported addiction to
Demerol, and has been
rumored to have hooked himself up to his own
narcotic drip in the past to feed his dependency. He
concocted a story for the tabloids about sleeping in a
"hyperbaric" chamber to stop wrinkles. He made a chimp
named Bubbles his significant other for a year, dressing
him in matching outfits before dumping him off at a zoo
after he tired of the primate's company. And after
transmogrifying himself from black to see-through, he
hysterically
accused his record company of racism.
Jackson's inner demons-resentment of a distant
father, self-hatred of his skin color, confusion over
his sexuality, and anger over the sacrifice of his
childhood as the price of fame-have eaten away at the
once-gifted entertainer's soul. If you think his outer
visage is a mess, imagine the rotting core inside.
If Jackson is willing to butcher himself into
near-oblivion over his inadequacies, imagine what he
will do to his own purported sons and daughter when they
don't meet his twisted expectations (assuming they
survive long enough to reach the double digits).
Yet, Jackson's friends and enablers and professional
defenders blithely ignore the obvious danger he poses to
himself and those poor children now in his possession.
"Despite his peculiarities," Jackson "is extremely
impressive as a father," friend Gary Pudney
told People magazine last month. "He had a very
lonely childhood. His motivation in having children is
partly because of that but mainly because he loves
them."
Is the sick and
selfish compulsion that prompted Michael Jackson to
treat a 9-month-old baby like a headless human yo‑yo
this week "love?" Ignore the experts. You be the judge.
Michelle Malkin is author of
Invasion: How America Still Welcomes Terrorists,
Criminals, and Other Foreign Menaces to Our Shores.
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