Talk about a weird dude.
Michael Jackson was a drug abuser. I’m sure he was many other things, but this one thing we do know, he doesn’t deserve any adoration or praise heaped on him in his death. Let me make sure that you understand, he was a drug abuser.
You teach kids that drugs are bad, right? Wrong. We tell them that crack is whack. We tell them that coke is a joke. You say you don’t need weed. These are the common drugs that most people outside of Independence (MO) get hooked on. We know what Independence is famous for.
Michael was in a league of his own. He didn’t mess around with those gateway drugs. Oh no. He was a high rolling drug head. He played with the dangerous stuff. The stuff that you and I have never heard of.
Just look at his picture. It tells you everything you want to know about him. They talk about that “skin condition” that he had. I don’t know about you, but he’s the first black dude that I’ve ever seen who has turned white. The last guy was Eddie Murphy, for a SNL skit back in the day.
Side question. When the funeral home works on his body, will they add color back to his skin from all that bleaching he did?
If what people are saying is true, this guy wanted to die. He complained he couldn’t get to sleep. Maybe he needed a 12 year-old to jump in bed with him to bring on some REM sleep. I don’t know. One thing I do know, he needs to be remembered as a drug abusing idiot.
Jacko’s choice of drugs included stuff that you wouldn’t get unless you were in a hospital and due to go down for surgery. I have been put under several times. I look forward to it, but I have also been a little skittish when the anesthesiologist (sp) comes in to explain his/her procedure. In short, they’re letting you know that what they’re putting in your system is serious business and if you’ve had problems with it in the past, you could very well die.
So, they drop the drips into the IV and next thing you know, you’re feeling real good. You’re out, the doctor does their work, and you come to in the recovery room. You’re still a little groggy. You’re still foggy. You either get discharged or sent to a room. You can sleep like a baby. Once the stuff wears off from your system, then you return to yourself. You don’t expect to feel like that again, unless you have another procedure.
Not Michael Jackson.
He wanted that fleeting feeling as much as possible. For the right price, he could get that feeling. Money makes people do the darndest things. Someone will take the cash, turn their head, and practically allow you to do harm to yourself. MJ had all kinds of people around him who would do anything for a buck.
As for me, he was no king of anything, unless he was the king of drug abusers. He wasn’t a father. Oh, he babysat those kids alright. He wasn’t a father. He didn’t provide the seed, nor did he take the time to properly adopt those white kids. He hated who he was. He didn’t like being black. He wanted to be white and he died alwhite.
Moral of the story? Stop hating on him, Tylenol kills too. LOL.
3 Comments
July 2, 2009 at 4:41 am
I’ve taken care of patients with that skin condition, and not one of them had faded evenly throughout their body. It manifested itself in some seriously big splotches of zero-color.
I almost crapped myself when I read about the Propophol. Jebus! The doctor who was batshit crazy enough to dole this out needs to be stripped of his license and sent to jail. Even if it was the Pope himself asking for the drug, doc should have been smart enough to say no.
At least the nurse had common sense to do what the doctor could not…which is typical.
July 2, 2009 at 2:18 pm
The thing that has really annoyed me about all the hoopla over the creep, is how all of these entertainers and “leaders” like Sharpton and Jesse Jackson, go on and on about how many doors MJ opened. How much he did for Black entertainers and folks in general. The guy went out of his way to be as un-black as possible. His kids aren’t even from his own tadpoles. People overlook all the bad shit because this clown could moon walk.
Nancy Grace is licking her chops, she can quit spending all her time on the baby killing mother in florida, and dwell on Powder Jackson for a spell.
good post.
July 24, 2009 at 7:03 pm
Give me a break. Theres good and bad and in everyone. If Jackson wanted to put his nose in the middle of his back, thats his own issue. If he wanted to look white, that is too. He gave more to charities than anyone on earth and he was the king on stage. 100 years from now he will still be somebody and you people will still be nobody. By the time he was 25, he had done more with his life than most people could do in 10 lifetimes. So, money, fame, greedy people, relentless tabloids and a lost childhood killed this man in the end. You people were never there. That might make you different than you are today. MJ was the King. He was a kind soul and a terrible loss to the world. 1 billion people watched his funeral. He will still be making millions in residual income long after his death. You people cant even put a dent in what he did with his life.RIP M J and thankyou for the wonderful music.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxoooooooooooo
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