The above is a picture of Michael Jackson dangling his baby son over
a 30 foot high balcony because he "Just got excited by the emotion
of the fans".
The last time
I looked that wasn't the standard response to screaming fans.
"Thank you
for your support... I shall now fling my youngest child to his death."
No image of recent
years has made me as angry as this, dare I say that even the images
of 9/11 didn't make me this mad. There is something so inherrently
wrong and terrifying about someone who would risk the life of thier
child like this, that he should be put down a hole and left there
for a very long time.
But the people
who stood outside his hotel in Berlin and watched this first hand,
his "fans", will undoubtedly defend him and continue to
buy the pap that he peddles on cd every 12 months. I really don't
care how bad your childhood was, or how hard you apparently find social
interaction... if you dangle a baby over a railing at that height
you should be taken out and hung... and even that would be too good
for you.
And everyone who
has supported or defended you should be strung up beside you. Step
up Yuri Gellar and Liza Minelli... that's some sterling company you
keep there Wacko. A clapped out old queen and a headcase who's convinced
that he can bend spoons with his mind and loses gameshows to Tony
Blackburn and Christine Hamiliton.
With friends like those Michael, who needs a prosecution or a jury?
String them up
and hit them with sticks, then take the kids away and place them in
a real home. A home where daddy doesn't have to glue his nose back
on in the morning and where you can grow up without becoming a total
pyscopath by the time you're 5 and a half. A home where your parents
don't dangle you from hotel windows for a laugh.
A home where they're
safe from the drugged up, self obessed, mentally ill, downright dangerous
"Wacko" Jacko.