Ed reminded me of some of the lyrics to that song:
They're Out To Get You, Better Leave While You Can
Don't Wanna Be A Boy, You Wanna Be A Man
You Wanna Stay Alive, Better Do What You Can
So Beat It, Just Beat ItI lost a quarter in a 3-way pool over the MJ verdict. In my defense, I didn't pay much attention to the case even though the media gave me every opportunity in the world. I read here and there that the accuser's mother blew it by coming off as a scammer. I heard the accuser himself gave inconsistent testimony. But then I heard about the video tape that the judge let in on rebuttal. It sounded like a total rehabilitation of the accuser. I also read, word for word, some of the accounts of abuse it in
Vanity Fair.* Yuck. So I thought they'd convict him. After all, who doesn't totally hate child molesters?
Turns out the jury thought the case was really weak. I heard on the news that one juror believed MJ was indeed a child molester, just not in the case at hand.
How do I really feel about it? I wish Michael would have called me a long time ago for advice. I would have recommended that he not act like such a freaking freak. I would have told him not to share his bed with children other than his own and not to expect the world to think it a beautiful thing when he did. But alas, I'm not sure there really is a cure for what ails him. So sad.
Also, I don't know what to do about patronizing his work. I love many of his songs. Will people think me a child molester-lover if I own some of his albums? Or will I appear ironic? I don't want that. I clearly have a lot to think about.
*Normally, I boycott Vanity Fair because even though it is so satisfying with its in-depth coverage of celebrity gossip and true crime, I decided a while back that it is too classist and racist in its overall point of view. It worst offense is
Christopher Hitchens, and he's always published in it. (No exception for this latest issue, but I plan to defile the whole piece with red and black markers.) I get to break all my rules when shopping in airports, and I bought the July issue while on a weekend trip to see Eli. It's great (worth several 1-2 hour plane rides). It contains stories about
MJ, Hillary Clinton, Nicole Kidman (ex wife of Tom Cruise whose every move is covered in the
HP), a story about some drug addicted rock star who's in love with Kate Moss, a story about those hawks who nested on a building in NY City, plus the
breaking story on Deep Throat. Don't go buying it or anything since some of the stories are available on line. Call me at work, and I'll read the others out loud to you.