Monday, June 13, 2005

The verdict changes nothing.

Jacko is a perverted pedophile who got a double break, first by buying off one kid and then lucking out with a jury on another. We have learned the hard way over the years that in order for the system to “work”, sometimes you have to acquit people who aren’t necessarily innocent. But this wasn’t a case where an accused child molester was found not guilty. This was an extraordinary moment where the mother of the accused's victim lost a popularity contest, awarding her son’s alleged molester a “get out of jail free” card.

Okay, let’s pretend that Mom truly is a lying sack of shit who tries to swindle celebrities. Presuming that a grifter’s child can not tell the truth about getting molested shows about as much intelligence as proclaiming that a prostitute could not be raped. In an interview after the verdict at least one or two jurors whined something to the effect about how there was no “smoking gun” to prove “beyond a reasonable doubt” that Jacko was guilty of ANY of the charges. If these rocket scientists had been sitting as jurors on certain other cases, there would be a Hell of a lot of now-convicted Catholic priests out walking the streets today.

Yeah, it can be argued convincingly that the prosecutors fucked up this case from the get go. But this is still the beginning of the end for Michael Jackson. He certainly has nothing to celebrate here. It’s not like the court of public opinion will suddenly take him in with open arms. This motherfucker had better prepare to be walking on eggshells for the rest of his life. Because the next time he gets in hot water (and with a typical serial pedophile like Jacko this will happen, guaranteed) the channels of law enforcement will be working extra carefully to ensure that you don’t get to saunter off in the clear. Maybe with a little luck, he’ll be caught with his drawers down and hand in the pants of a pre-teen in a nice country located, um, somewhere in Asia or South America. Then we’ll see if his high retainer legal goons, level of fame and checkbook can REALLY do the job. Nothing short of an extended involuntary stay inside of a Thai prison would be sweeter karmic justice for Jacko.

(Just for nostalgia's sake, here's a blog I wrote in 2003, just after the "Living With Michael Jackson" special was aired, and just before the legal shit hit the fan for Jacko. Click here to read it)