Monday, September 26, 2011

The Eve of the Michael Jackson Trial

Tomorrow at approximately ten am, Conrad Murray, the murderer of the King of Pop, Michael Jackson goes on trial.


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And the thing that’s really kind of grinding my gears and pissing me off is that so many people are talking about Conrad Murray. This trial is not about him. This trial, to me, is about Michael Jackson. It’s about how that tall, lanky bastard just stood by and let Michael die.
To me there’s only one thing they should be talking about--the few hours that were left leading up to Michael’s death. It doesn’t matter really if he had an addiction problem. And even if he did have a problem, it doesn’t phase me. Michael Jackson was a human being and human beings make mistakes. I bite my nails, and have bitten them since I’ve had teeth. People make mistakes.
What matters is that Murray gave Michael an anesthetic grade sedative and should have monitored him at all times instead of gallivanting off through the house. I’ve heard that Michael was already dead when he came back and found him.
It doesn’t matter if Michael had a past with that particular sedative. Michael had many cosmetic operations, I’m sure at some point, he asked what was being given to him to make him sleep during his procedures.
As a dialysis patient myself, I had to have surgery and right as they were giving me my sedative, I asked what it was. (I don’t remember what was said because I was knocked out before the doctor got done answering)
But the matter is, a man died needlessly. Michael Jackson was not only a singer and entertainer.
He was the father to three beautiful children, who don’t have a parent anymore. He was a brother to eight other people, who don’t have him any more. And he was the son to his parents, who have lost a second child now because of Murray’s negligence. (Michael’s brother, Marlon was a twin, who’s twin died right after they were born in 1957.)
This was a gross and awful and most importantly, AVOIDABLE!
Michael Jackson didn’t have to die. Right now, he should be on his This Is It Tour in London, shaking his booty, eating fish and chips and planning the American Leg of his tour.
Not keeping Elizabeth Taylor and Jean Harlow company at the Forest Lawn Cemetery!
Not yet. He was supposed to have lived to be old. He should have walked little Paris down the aisle when she got married and stood as Best Man at his sons’ weddings.
It’s really sad what has been taken away. I don’t even want to mention how the fan base has been hurt and thrown into turmoil over this.
I just hope the jury does what’s right and throw Murray’s black ass under the jailhouse.
And I also hope that at least one good fan gets a nice, solid punch to his jaw.
 
JUSTICE FOR MICHAEL!

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