When I think of Sundance, the first word that comes to mind is quality. After that, I think of Robert Redford, integrity, and honor. Integrity for his vision in creating the Sundance Institute to bring movies made with class and vision and honor for sticking with that vision. To hear that Sundance would be screening the “Leaving Neverland” documentary hit me like a punch in the stomach.
Did Sundance take any steps whatsoever to investigate the real criminals in the multiple Michael Jackson extortion attempts? In 1993 Evan Chandler, a dentist who wanted to be a full time screenwriter made an attempt to blackmail twenty million dollars from Michael. When his demands were not met, he was recorded saying, “Everything’s going according to a certain plan that isn’t just mine … and if I go through with this, I win big time. There’s no way I lose. I’ve checked this inside and out. I will get everything I want, and they will be destroyed forever. June will lose custody of Jordy and Michael’s career will be over.” He did not go to social services, which is where one would go if there was any thought of child molestation. No, Evan Chandler went to the “meanest son of a bitch” (his words) attorney he could find.
Is Sundance aware that Thomas Sneddon, District Attorney of Santa Barbara County, in California, falsified evidence in a court of law in his vendetta against Michael Jackson? Why Sneddon wasn’t imprisoned is the bigger question. Sneddon is best known for his witch hunt against Michael Jackson even though Jackson was acquitted of all charges because simply, there was no evidence, only lies.
I am an award-winning documentary photographer who has spent nine years on various photo essays covering topics such as my father’s survival in eight concentration camps during the holocaust and my mother’s life in an aging facility for thirty-seven years after her second husband’s abuse left her with brain damage.
Another project I have been working on is “Searching for Michael Jackson,” a book project for which I spent eight years researching who Michael Jackson really was, apart from the image the media fed us. During my research, I found that Michael Jackson had lawsuits brought against him almost weekly for financial gain. After reading the court transcripts it became clear that the Arvizo Family was trying to get their slice of pie from Jackson’s hard work by making up lies that were so preposterous that laughs could be heard in the courtroom in 2005.
Now, with the tenth anniversary of Michael’s death around the corner, the media has begun bashing the man who was a proven victim of blackmail and extortion. First there was greedy Evan Chandler, who committed suicide four months after Michael died. Next the “Me Too” ( I want Michael’s money) Arvizos, proven extortionists and the biggest player of all, the media who loved to smear his name from Diane Diamond to Martin Bashir.
When will the travesties against this man end? The media doesn’t reflect the facts and Sundance should. When it comes to Michael Jackson, it is about lies and profit and always has been. The Michael Jackson estate has issued a statement saying this film was “another rehash of dated and discredited allegations” and a “pathetic attempt to exploit and cash in on” the singer.
Wade Robson applied for a job choreographing a Michael Jackson tribute show for Michael’s estate. And when he was not chosen, Robson filed fifty lawsuits, seeking money for abuse, even though he testified under oath, vehemently denying any abuse in a court of law in 2005 even going as far as saying it was silly to even suggest he was improperly touched by Michael. Wade’s actions since he accused Michael are simply not consistent with someone who was traumatized by him. There are videos where he was praising Michael. Wade Robson is bankrupt because his lawsuit was dropped due to a lack of evidence and he is seeking to get money because after all, why work if you can just sue the Michael Jackson estate? What is Robson’s motivation? In the immortal words of Michael Jackson, after the first allegations: “If you show me the cash then I will take it. If you tell me to cry then I will fake it. You do anything for money.”
I would look forward to and welcome Sundance to screen a legitimate documentary made about the lies by Evan Chandler, Thomas Sneddon planting fingerprints and falsifying evidence in a court of law, Harvey Weinstein peddling fake Michael Jackson stories to take the heat off his real sex abuse, the “Me Too” Arvizos and their false claims against JC Penney and all the other weekly, monthly, and yearly blackmails made against Michael Jackson, a victim of extortion attempts, who was humiliated over and over while the media crucified him. When are we going to see that documentary?
The Love Continues for Michael Jackson 8 Years Later
Why do I return to Forest Lawn year after year on the anniversary of Michael Jackson’s death? In a word, love.
Every year around June 25th, cards, letters, roses, flowers, gifts, balloons and sunflowers begin arriving at Forest Lawn Glendale and Neverland. I spend days meeting and talking to fans and creating photos of the love he continues to inspire. I show up because love is in my blood. It’s healing to be surrounded by these genuine expressions of love for Michael Jackson.
Japanese fans work on their Michael Jackson tribute quilts throughout the entire year. The details of the quilt and what the fans write on their tiny sections of the quilt are creative and loving. I have always had a feeling that Michael can see all of the genuine heart-felt offerings that are left in his honor.
I am particularly moved and proud to be a part of the ‘One Rose for Michael Jackson,’ organization spearheaded by Robyn Starkland. This year, 8,527 long stem roses are delivered for Michael. We unload the boxes in the hot sun and set them up. Tomorrow, on June 26, I will join Robyn’s team and show even more love by delivering the roses to various charities across Los Angeles.
After arranging the flowers, a woman carrying a handmade Michael Jackson doll catches my eye. I meet Miyuki Amano from Tokyo, Japan. The doll was intricate and well made. I have a fondness of MJ dolls, so I asked her how long it took her to make it. “It took me three weeks,” she answered. “One day I worked on it for six hours.” She told me she has loved Michael since the day she discovered The Jacksons in 1978. I thanked her, and without a moment’s hesitation she said, “I love you.”
That is a shining example of the power of Michael Jackson. He brings people from different cultures and continents together, who don’t even know each other, yet they have no problem expressing what can sometimes be hard for close friends to say to each other: “I love you.” The magnitude of such authentic kindness made me teary.
I saw my friend Fanny Fung from Hong Kong. We were happy to see each other. She said she saw my recent photos on Instagram. “I would like to give you a thumbs up,” she said. More tears.
I liked the gentle nature of Jose Manuel and Sylvia Siles Rodriguez from Aran Valley, Spain. They are getting married at Forest Lawn on June 25, 2017.
I was taken by Raquel Jean-Joseph’s aura immediately. I asked her about her practice and she told me her mother told her to meditate and then it came to her in a dream, because she had severe anxiety, that she needed to meditate.
And, here is Timmy Dolan, who is eleven years old. He said “I’ve been practicing Michael’s dances since I was eight. I discovered Michael by watching him on TV. I love his dance moves, he created a lot of dance moves.” When I asked him what he loved most about Michael he said “because he was kind.”
Singer Leonard Cohen wrote that there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in. Michael’s light guided him throughout his life, through the good times and through the bad. He always gave credit to a higher power for his songs and ideas.
Michael was the soundtrack of my life. Driving in my 1979 white Volvo while listening to Off the Wall, and singing as loud as possible. Michael said he was here for a reason and that he loved being on stage because it made people happy. He felt it was his job. “As long as the people enjoy it, I’ll always be happy.”
He was a public figure from the time he could walk, talk and sing. He knew he was born to entertain and he never doubted his purpose. His commitment to his art was first and lifelong. Michael’s dedication to his craft and his discipline continue to inspire me. His message of heal the world, we are the world, and his messages of peace, love for nature, and love for each other have never been more important.
Whenever anyone said, “I love you” whether it was family, friend or fan, Michael was famous for saying “I love you more.”
Teddy Riley, producer of Michael’s Dangerous album and co writer of Blood on the Dance Floor and Ghosts said “I’ve never witnessed anything or anyone as powerful as Michael”.
Michael was a powerful, young boy from Gary, Indiana who loved the innocence of children and animals. He would cry not only when he saw starving children, but also if he missed seeing James Brown on television. He dreamt of being the greatest entertainer in the world, and he was. Michael lived for his music and died for it too. Now, the world has unrequited love for Michael.
From Michael Jackson fans all around the globe, to the mighty boy from Gary, Indiana:
“WE LOVE YOU MORE, MICHAEL.”
The Love Continues for Michael Jackson 8 Years Later
The Love Continues for Michael Jackson 7 Years Later
Every year since Michael Jackson left us, I enter Forest Lawn cemetery in Glendale, on June 25. This year I am overwhelmed and amazed by the 10,547 roses thoughtfully placed for Michael like a big beautiful blanket surrounding all the other gifts for him from individuals near and far. The roses are a coordinated effort by Robyn Starkand’s group: One Rose for Michael Jackson. Robyn then undertakes more thought and work by paying the roses forward to various charities such as St. Vincent’s Meals on Wheels sister Alice Marie, Ronald McDonald House, Veterans LA and the Jewish Home for the Aged.
Rumi wrote that the wound is where the light enters you. Michael’s light continues to light the way for his soldiers of love, on the seventh anniversary of his departure from this earthly plane. The media tore Michael apart with abusive allegations when he became a record-breaking force. Michael’s death triggered a deep genetic pain in me. The search for the truth about Michael became my obsession. It ignited a sense of tragic injustice that I felt as a child from being Jewish and having had my entire family on my father’s side killed in the Holocaust. Michael’s death also stirred the hurt and injustice I felt from having watched my mother’s abuse.
The terrorist’s attacks in Orlando, Florida less than two weeks ago hardened my heart briefly. But, I am reminded of Michael’s pleas for a better future for our world. He kept his heart open and soft, even in the face of harsh media lies and public scorn – ever reminding me the importance of keeping your heart open because holding hatred in one’s heart only damages our souls. The media continues to publish totally baseless smear stories in an attempt to defame Michael. As true followers who understand his never-ending love and innocence for children, we continue to stand firmly and defend him against the recycled accusations. Someday the lies about Michael won’t trend, only his legacy. I personally will keep working tirelessly to remind the world who he was; an innocent humanitarian.
I was happy to see the fans from Japan who make the trip every year to deliver this hand made quilt. They work as a team with each person working on one piece, on weekends over the year. Today, they took a taxi from Hollywood to deliver it to Forest Lawn. They delivered a message to me from June, who usually comes. “Thank you and I love you.”
Here’s are closeups of inserts of the truly beautiful quilt.
The ocean of cards, flowers, teddy bears and love from fans from around the world to honor him makes it clear that Michael is going to be remembered not for the lies that were told about him, but for the great artist and human being that he was. The media went to great lengths to hoodwink the general public, but the informed readers and fans know better. Michael Jackson asked hard questions of everyone, yet he didn’t preach. That is part of the reason why we loved him and continue to love him. He was a transcendent being, gentle as a butterfly, with boundless generosity. An example of a creative whose life was inspired by curiosity not fear. He saw the beauty in each and every leaf. Michael flew away too soon. We loved and continue to love him for his heart and his art.
I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don’t know where we are
Although I know we’ve drifted far
The Love Continues for Michael Jackson 7 Years Later
Michael Jackson would have been fifty-seven years old today. The now familiar black wrought iron gates signal the entrance to Forest Lawn Glendale. As I wind up the entrance I see Aleppo pines, a single rose here and there, flower arrangements, pinwheels of red, orange and blue spinning softly in the wind as the birds sing their songs.
Amidst the roses, handmade cards, balloons, and stuffed animals is the feeling of love that Michael Jackson spread around the world with his music and his heart.
Eleanor Roosevelt said “to do what you feel in your heart for you’ll be criticized anyway.” Michael embodied this throughout his life. Watching television as a young boy with his mother, he was moved to tears when he saw images of starving children in Africa. “Mother”, he vowed, “I’m going to do something about this someday.” And, true to his word, he did.
My hope is these photos show how Michael was loved and even though he was subjected to immense injustice, the fans know the truth even though the media was trying to tarnish his reputation throughout his career.
I love the simplicity of this tiny bear with the note “Happy birthday to you in heavens.”
Divina Baham organized “The Messenger of Love” Foundation back in 2011. They celebrate Michael’s birthday, his passing and bring bags of love out reach visiting homeless shelters, Shriner’s Hospital for Children and dedicated a tree to Michael at Lake Balboa. This year they brought a cake to Forest Lawn in honor of Michael.
Hitomi came from Japan for only 3 days. I was told by Hitomi’s friend that many Japanese visitors stay for such a short amount of days because they have to get back to work.
Rieko from Japan on the other hand, came for 3 weeks to study English at a small school for her university back home. “My main purpose is Michael Jackson’s birthday” she told me. It was her first time in LA and in her own words, “a dream come true”. I thought it was so cute how she carried her MJ doll in the tiny bag with “I am King of Pop” on it.
I met Gloria Lopez. She told me she was 13 years old when her grandfather died. He was her father figure and her best friend, who took care of her since she was 3 months old. After he died, she became depressed and suicidal, as it was her first experience of death. She didn’t want to go to school, was getting “F” grades and was sent to a psychiatrist. She said “I heard “You Rock My World” in 2001 and it was the first time I smiled since my grandfather died. I started devoting myself to MJ research. I became an honor student and received a Masters In Art Education doing my thesis on Michael.” She told me she teaches art to children because of Michael’s influence on her.
I met Marguerite, who flew all the way from France. Her first time to the states was in 2012 for the Immortal World Tour. She saw the Immortal World Tour 2 times in France that same year. She returned to Forest Lawn in August, 2014 and saw the One show two times that year. This year she told me that she came to Los Angeles for Michael’s spiritual message.
Michael’s commitment to his art, no matter what was happening in his life, is a testament to the artist he was; always bearing his soul in his music. His ability to connect with his fans all around the globe is evident even six years after he has left his physical body. Even in the fierce California heat, people come from France, from Japan, from all around the world, to pay their respects to the Man in the Mirror, who built an army of love.
One of Michael’s greatest gifts was how he cared for humanity and spread love. His Army of Love is still going strong, carrying the message that Michael was sharing with us his entire life: Love one another, take care of each other and continue to give, share and breathe love every step of our journey here. Michael was a spiritual messenger who walked his walk. He held up a mirror to humanity and in the end, Michael’s message continues to light the way.
I was ten years old the first time I heard Michael Jackson’s falsetto voice singing “I Want You Back.” I had a visceral reaction not only to his voice but to everything about him. I still do. There were his soulful eyes, his unique dancing, his boundless creativity and spiritual way of living life. Michael was a force field of energy and a creative genius with vision who would conceive and execute his ideas through his lifelong habit of discipline. He was a kind, gentle soul who went out of his way for people. Michael Jackson’s light was what drew me to him, most of all. G-d was a vehicle of light working through Michael, who always gave thanks to the creator.
Michael Jackson brought me escapism with his music and pure joy. He taught me to never give up my dreams. His sensitivity was as marked as his child-like spirit.
Why did he become someone who was ridiculed, yet revered? Scorned and adored? People without the light want to destroy those who do. The light in another reflects back their darkness and their mission becomes to destroy. He was complex, talented, kind, shrewd and mysterious. Michael Jackson made people smile, while showing the world that one poor, Afro American boy from Gary, Indiana with a strong work ethic, could make a profound change in the world. Why is it that people wanted to basically send MJ to jail for being eccentric? No matter how many facts, or truths are shared, the media wants to kill MJ all over again with the AEG trial. I wonder when the crucification will end. An innocent man was hunted and now, so are his children.
I loved how brave Michael was. He didn’t conform, fitting into any box, knowing all great artists must break rules. He had his own style of dress, wearing fedoras and one sequined glove, white socks underneath too short peg leg black trousers when no one else thought it was cool. In his short films he screamed out against injustices. Michael didn’t keep silent and I love and respect him for that.
His friend Brett Ratner said Michael was the most inspirational person in his life. Michael’s dream was to cure all the sick children in the world. When Ratner would ask “Isn’t that impossible”? Michael would just start to cry. He truly was a pure innocent in a world that questioned his innocence.
Fans travel from all corners of the world to Los Angeles to show their respects. The group, One Rose for Michael Jackson is responsible for coordinating 13,447 freedom long stem red roses placed at Holly Terrace at Forest Lawn to show the fan’s love that’s in their hearts with this outpouring of beauty. Sunflowers for Michael brings cards and flowers from fans all over the globe.
I met five fans from Hong Kong and two from Japan who travel to Los Angeles every year to pay their respects to Michael. Seeing their art work and feeling their passion for Michael moved me to tears and a flood gate of emotion was released. I haven’t cried like that in a long time. Fanny said “From the heaven, we all love him so much.” Here are photos of the hand made art pieces they created and traveled with. They created the artwork working together every Sunday for the last three months. “Everyone has an idea. We all work together.” The group arrived June 22 and leave on June 29. “We make Michael happy. He’s watching us from above.” Yoly said.
Maria Zhdanova came alone from Russia to bring Michael roses and cards, taking a bus from Hollywood to get to Forest Lawn Glendale. The devotion from the fans is a testament to the man.
Sae Tsuzuki from Japan brought this quilt with 108 patches, each hand made by a different fan.
It’s been four years since Michael Jackson left his physical body. The fans at Forest Lawn are here to show respect to the man he was. I am continuing to write about him because instead of recognizing the gifts he gave to this planet and praising his talents, the evil media continues to tear him down, just as when he was alive. They lied about him, paid people to create lies about him and in the case of District Attorney Thomas Sneddon, even went as far as falsifying records in a court of law. I continue my support of Michael Jackson because I believe in his heart and his innocence. Mainstream media hated and betrayed him because of his light, which continues to shine brightly. He stole our hearts when he was a mere twelve years old with his unmatched talent, never wavering in his relentless perfectionism, refusing to believe in failure. His capacity to believe in his gifts, in himself was infinite. He was a young man who shared his wealth with those less fortunate and forgave repeatedly. Most importantly, he was that rare human being who loved unconditionally.
No, Michael didn’t fit into any of society’s neat little boxes. Thank God for that.
“Wherever you go, in every country, on every continent, people yearn and hunger for one thing – to love and be loved. Love transcends international boundaries and heals the wounds of hatred, racial prejudice, bigotry and ignorance. It is the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation. ”
“No one is perfect. You may not be a perfect person, but refuse to let anyone tear you down or extinuish the light that shines from within.”
I love DJOXyGeNe8’s videos. MJ fans are so creative! You guys rock!
Everything I Needed to Learn, I Learned from Michael Jackson
On August 29, 1958, a bright star was born in Gary, Indiana. He would change the game of music forever and his style would be imitated by children for decades to come. Short films were revolutionized and re-written by this musical genius. Michael Jackson would have been fifty-four years old today had he lived.
The world may have gone a little dimmer and something shifted in me on June 25, 2009 when this creative light left us. I felt sadness and confusion while I began an intense research of who this man truly was. In the process I have met lovely people from all over the planet; Michael’s Soldiers of Love. Soldiers who have been relentless, and determined to spread the truth about Michael Jackson’s godly motives and selflessness and how unique, caring and loving he was. In my humble opinion, being an advocate of Michael Jackson is an honor and I will defend him until my last exhale.
I discovered the serious, well written books by Joe Vogel, who delves carefully into Michael’s creative process and his genius. I’ve learned of groups like MJ Truth Now which is comprised of an editorial team whose goal is advocacy for Michael Jackson. The team collaborates in bringing factual information to those who want to know the truth about Michael Jackson. What I love about MJ Truth Now is no one person is responsible for the content rather there are several contributors for each communication. I’ve also found VindicateMJ; whose primary goal is justice for Michael. Each blog is carefully researched for accurate truth to reveal the injustice Michael suffered.
I think Michael suffered unbearable injustice and those hardships not only made him beautiful but he became a fierce advocate of life. There was beauty in Michael’s brokenness. When the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold. They believe when something has suffered damage and has history, it becomes more beautiful. Michael had to deal with so many lies and betrayals. Phil Collins said “The people who don’t want anything from him are children. Everyone else wants something. They want to flirt with glory…He’s a tabloid victim.”
I believe one of Michael’s greatest gifts was understanding as an five year old that he had a greater purpose to aspire to. Michael, when it was all quiet, heard the truth. He listened to his calling and devoted his life to making music, spreading love and light while giving to those less fortunate than him. I think Michael Jackson was the most judged person on this planet yet he was the most creative. Why? Because he honored the wisdom of his soul’s purpose. He wasn’t just an eccentric genius, he was the archetypal misunderstood artist. He was committed to his creative vision while the world continued to judge him. Eventually corruption from people destroyed him without scruple and I think his sensitivity and vulnerability were too soft for this world.
I was once again witness to a sea of love in remembrance to him at Forest Lawn Glendale on the anniversary of his birthday with homemade cards, roses and sunflowers sent from all around the globe. He led a compassionate, giving life spreading joy and love with his gifts to the world as he inspired us to understand how helping others can help ourselves as well. The passion Michael Jackson’s fans put into their videos (see three at end of blog), flowers and gifts is testament to the care and love we all feel for him. I met Nicoletta who said “I came to Los Angeles from near Portafino, Italy from 27 August until 3 September just for Michael.”
No matter how much the negative nellies, the cynics and haters try to pass around lies, no matter how the media tabloid tried to make him into a caricature, Michael’s heart will always outshine the medialoid ( mainstream media infected by tabloid journalism). District attorney of Santa Barbara’s Tom Sneddon’s prosecution of Michael was so malicious and lasted for so long that it became a lifelong persecution and in spite of the witch hunt, Michael’s heart remained open and forgiving.
I started to think about why Michael Jackson means so much to me and how he taught us by example. Everything in quotes are direct from Michael Jackson.
Live for and be kind to others.
“But I will never stop helping and loving people the way Jesus said to.”
Reach for your dreams.
“Please go for your dreams. Whatever your ideals, you can become whatever you want to become.”
Practice your passion.
“The greatest education in the world is watching the masters at work.”
“Believe in yourself, “Study the greats and become greater.”
“I’ll always be Peter Pan in my heart.”
“But no one can take my heart away from me”
“I love to read. I wish I could advise more people to read. There’s a whole new world in books. If you can’t afford to travel, you travel mentally through reading. You can see anything and go any place you want to in reading.”
Tell the Truth
“Lies run sprints, but the truth runs marathons. The truth will win this marathon in court.”
Believe in G-d.
“But for me the sweetest contact with God has no form. I close my eyes, look within, and enter a deep soft silence. The infinity of God’s creation embraces me.”
“And that’s what innocence is. It’s simple and trusting like a child, not judgmental and committed to one narrow point of view. If you are locked into a pattern of thinking and responding, your creativity gets blocked. You miss the freshness and magic of the moment. Learn to be innocent again, and that freshness never fades.”
Look for the stars.
“I’m going to search for my star until I find it. It’s hidden in the drawer of innocence, wrapped in a scarf of wonder.”
“We are the world. We are the children. We are the ones to make a brighter day so let’s start giving. There’s a choice we’re making. We’re saving our own lives. It’s true we make a better day just you and me.”
Care about our planet.
“Heal the World, make it a better place, for you and for me and the entire human race, there are people dying, if you care enough for the living, make it a better place for you and for me.”
Don’t take it personally.
“I just want you to recognize me, in the temple you can’t hurt me, I found peace within myself.” – Jam from Dangerous.
Fight against injustice.
“All I gotta say is they don’t really care about us.”
Recognize the Other Person Is You
“We’re taking over, we have the truth. This is the Mission. To see it through. We’re sending out a major love and this is our message to you. The planets are lining up, we’re bringing brighter days. They’re all in line, waiting for you. Can’t you see? You’re just another part of me.” –Another Part of Me from Bad.
“Let us dream of tomorrow where we can truly love from the soul, and know love as the ultimate truth at the heart of all creation.”
“To give someone a piece of your heart is worth more than all the wealth in the world.”
“If you listen to his lyrics they are those of a modern day prophet and it beseeches us to listen to him and what he sang.”
Everything I Needed to Learn, I Learned from Michael Jackson
I arrived at Forest Lawn Glendale with my dearest friend on June 25, 2012. As we made our way towards The Great Mausoleum, the peacefulness began to set in. As my car winded up the road, the pine trees and green grass all around quieted my thoughts. I saw a sea of nearly 10,500 red long stem roses hugging the perimeter of the entrance. I saw posters, paintings, hand made cards from Japan, Germany, Italy and all around the world in a makeshift memorial.
Michael Jackson is still gone too soon. “Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight. Here one day, gone one night.” I always loved his music but didn’t see the complete story of who he was until he died and I, like many others, saw the grief of the world and felt it in my soul. I began to research his life and was astounded at the lies, completely fabricated untruths about this amazing man. I watched videos, read books and saw how he loved children purely and innocently. For anyone who stills believes the lies the media sold the public, I recommend reading Conspiracy by Aphrodite Jones and Redemption by Geraldine Hughes. I think the trial in 2005 killed a part of him that never came back and wonder if real justice will ever be served for his murder. My childhood died on June 25, 2009.
Michael Jackson was an angel that flew above everyone else. He spread joy wherever he went. He helped people in need, he gave us music and thrills with his videos. He showed us what passion truly is. I wish I could have been his friend and helped him learn to breath so he could sleep. While he walked this earth in physical form, he changed it. He changed the game of music forever. And then he was gone. He was a remarkable man who was and is loved by billions not just because he was a rare artist but he was a good, caring, compassionate, kind human being.
The emotional connectivity of his love is palpable.Robyn Starkand organized One Rose For Michael Jackson. Fans around the globe donated money so they could feel part of the memorial. Michael’s example of light continues to grow with his army of L.O.V.E.
I met a group of women who had flown from Japan to pay their respects to Michael with their hand made cards and gifts.
People may judge me as strange for loving a man I never knew but I did know him.When I saw him on stage during the Victory tour, I could feel his magic. So magical that sometimes I wondered if he was real. I never met him yet I cried when he was gone like he was one of my closest friends. I knew him through his songs, his dance. He did in 50 years what most people can never do in a lifetime.
His story is the classic rags to riches. From Gary, Indiana, a simple Midwest city where hard living and hard working and simple basic values were taught to him by a father who worked in a steel mill and a mother raised her children while working part time at Sears. Michael learned that hard work could make your dreams come true. The work ethic instilled in Michael was simple: dance and sing like your life depended on it. Every dream has costs and consequences.
How did America go from being the land of the free to the home of a 20th century lynching with injustice that was downright shameful? Michael Jackson’s reputation was destroyed by American journalism that feasted on him, crushing and devastating a human being so they could sell papers. Yes, media is an act of democracy and succeeds with the greatest number of “hits” but when it’s spin generated, inaccurate, sensational and provocative, it’s just plain wrong.
It’s easy to judge another person when we haven’t walked in their shoes. Michael’s life was upside down. Performing at the age of five at three in the morning in night clubs when most kids are in kindergarten having water balloon fights. As an adult, he wanted to go back to his childhood. He wanted to be carefree and just play. He was judged for reliving the joys of childhood with children. Even though he was harassed for over 20 years he was still filled with love and never turned to bitterness and hate. Ultimately the truth prevailed. He was crucified, then vindicated. I miss him and will defend him by honoring his memory and his message of peace and love.
Part of the reason I still fight for justice for him is Michael Jackson did not even register happiness when his name was cleared in 2005 after being subjected to an unjust trial for crimes he never committed. He had become a shell of himself and told his mother that “they won’t stop until I’m dead.” I’m afraid he was right.
Mark Twain said that a lie could get around the world before the truth had its shoes on. Michael’s feathers got badly burned but he was still an angel. All he ever wanted to do was be love and spread love. He lives on through millions of hearts and I’m happy he is resting peaceful and not under the heat of the media, which he endured most of his life. He was a bright star and has gone to a place where the judgements can no longer break his beautiful heart. He’ll always be in my heart. El siempre va a estar en mi corazon.
I leave you with Michael Jackson’s words from a sign he had made at Neverland:
Michael Jackson was determined to serve us with his music and dance, dedicating his life, giving up his childhood, to creating magic for us. He found joy in serving us with his music. I’ve seen so many videos created about the genius that was Michael Jackson. Between the music, video and the words spoken by eminent professors, thinkers and social critics, I find this to be one of the better ones. It is insightful, caring, sincere, real, honest, inspiring, and filled with L.O.V.E.
Why didn’t we speak so kindly of him while he was alive? While the media attempted to create a freak show with slander, defamation, false rumors and false allegations, we all know the truth, not just by reason but by the heart. I believe it will take decades before we truly recognize the genius of Michael Jackson. As I watched this video, I cried tears of injustice. Why do we wait until someone is gone to realize the gifts he gave this planet? Michael shared his mind, body, heart and soul with us. Did he suffer from sadness, loneliness, pain? Yes, and that’s why he created as beautifully as he did.
I am grateful and humbled that I was witness, as a child and adult, to Michael Jackson’s heart. He was a sensitive person with a pure heart. A shining love with real love for humanity. He embodied the virtues of love, compassion, peace, and charity. His beautiful, kind, loving gentle sprit is being taught in schools which I know would have made him happy.
I can’t put it more eloquently than Dr. Michael Eric Dyson shares here so succinctly.
Any great artist is wrestling with their sadness and loneliness, their fears, anxieties, insecurities and they’re transfiguring those into complicated forms of expression that affect our hearts, minds and souls and remind us of who we are as human beings, the fragility of our human status and the inevitability of death.
Let me get this straight. We were supposed to believe a fully sedated man sat up in bed while his doctor, who was being paid $150,000 nuts a month was out of the room while Michael prepared a complicated injection for himself because he was suicidal?Ch’mon. Propofol is injected via slow drip, not just by jabbing a needle in your arm. Michael killing himself wasn’t going to fly. That’s not a viable line of defense. Or as Dr. Shafer explained at the trial. “People don’t just wake up from anesthesia hell-bent to pick up a syringe and pump it into the IV, It’s a crazy scenario” as he explained how complicated the procedure was. And that is part of why Conrad Murray has been sentenced to four years in custody for the death of Michael Jackson.
Here is a rap re-mix of MJ’s Monster by Bigspookloc and the lyrics by Justice4MJ, which is organized by Erin Jacobs and Amy Kimes, who have rallied and organized fans around the world. I love the passion of MJ fans. They write songs, show support with signs, organize banners, travel internationally to see where Michael lived.
Murray’s defense kept crumbling. If he was trying to ween Jackson off propofol, why did he order 4 gallons? Murray was so grossly negligent, it is criminal. If Murray really was a friend to Michael as he stated he was, he would have enlisted help so Michael could sleep. Friends don’t let friends use propofol.
Thank G-d for the testimony of propofol expert Dr. Shafer. Two doctors who evaluated Murray’s conduct for the California Medical Board gave the following quotes. Dr. Nathan Kamangar described Murray’s conduct as “unethical, disturbing and beyond comprehension.” Dr. Alon Steinberg enumerated deviations from the standard of care and said “if all of these deviations didn’t happen, Michael Jackson might have been alive.”
Here are some photos from the courthouse today.
Jackie Papier from Redondo Beach said “the day I’m celebrating is when the sentencing came down. I’m happy for the prosecution.” She created this t-shirt which she sells and gives the proceeds to two of Michael’s charities: Center for Apes & Unicef.
Taaj Malik is a treasure who has been fighting relentlessly for years on behalf on Michael Jackson with dedication and devotion. She fought to make sure that Michael’s charity would continue as he wanted. I love Taaj, she never, ever backs down.
When you are being paid to monitor your patient and keep him alive you don’t diddle daddle in another room while patient is on a slow drip of propofol. How about the fact that propofol was being fueled into Michael’s veins even after he was dead?
Jackson signed up for a concert tour, he was in rehearsals and yes, he was filled with anxiety. Who wouldn’t be? The coroner’s report clearly stated his body had no signs of substance abuse. Here is what one of the people who treated him during the first half of ’09 said:
“He wasn’t looking to get high or feel good and sedated from drugs,” she said. “This was a person who was not on drugs. This was a person who was seeking help, desperately, to get some sleep, to get some rest.”
When will the travesty against this man end? The lack of humanity was stunning. Murray violated every standard of care while operating outside his area of speciality. No monitoring equipment, delayed calling 911, a botch job on CPR, hiding evidence, lying to paramedics, lying to UCLA doctors, and injecting MJ with a lethal dose of propofol. Not to mention shipping propofol to his girlfriends’s house. Talk about a non-existant morality. His hubris and lack of regard for Jackson cost his life. Oh, and tape recording Michael in the privacy of his own home, his own bedroom. What was Murray planning to do with that?
His story changed four times at the last count. I find it deplorable that Murray’s defense was banking on twenty years of lies, false accusations, skewed stories and sheer brutalization. Maybe when Murray goes to jail, his lying lawyers can visit him with some sleeping pills, anti-anxiety medication and maybe twenty-five mg of propofol.
This trial began long ago not June 25, 2009. It began in 1993 when Evan Chandler blackmailed MJ for twenty million. When he didn’t get what he want, he sought to destroy MJ. MJ was the victim of a 21st century lynching while the media loved the news and the scandal. Thomas Sneddon, the vindictive DA of Santa Barbara, was crazed in his desire to destroy MJ. MJ was victimized twice, Conrad Murray ran for 3rd base and hit Michael right out of the park.
The lies continued when Gavin Arvizo’s desperate mother Janet decided to come up with the preposterous tale that MJ molested her cancer stricken son. Since when did character assassination become part of a trial? This is what MJ lived with and died with. When will we learn the lessons. We need to stop blaming the victim.
MJ was known to have insomnia when he toured. His stress levels were on overload. How about if Murray told the truth about this talented philanthropist and entertainer. The defense wanted to slice the pie and hand out pieces of blame. Conrad Murray baked the pie and he overcooked it forty-seven minutes too late while he was on the phone. Oh, and propofol is only usable for twenty four hours after it has been opened or punctured. How about the fact there were open propofol bottles all over MJ’s bedroom?
The media doesn’t reflect the facts. When it comes to Michael Jackson, it is about profit and always has been. Propofol should never be administered in any setting other than a hospital with life saving monitoring equipment not some quack sitting by texting and calling girlfriend(s). Since when do you put someone under anesthesia and then gab on the phone?
I think of most people as balls. We see balls bounce and roll around. They’re resilient, mostly predictable and, no matter what angle you look at them from, they always look the same. But occasionally, we see a person who is an egg. Those are the extraordinary people. To the many balls, the few eggs look and behave oddly, and they clearly are not their kind and don’t fit in. Some of us are ordinary, conforming, uniform balls and others have no choice to reach in search of our limits and, as a result, stretch ourselves out of shape into eggs.
It’s apparent Michael was an egg. There is something about all that stretching that seems to make eggs fragile. If you throw them onto the floor or up against a wall, you can be sure they are going to break. We all know that. America was determined to break Michael Jackson into little tiny pieces. Then the media was focused on MJ sleeping with a doll for more media sensationalism during this trial. When will American media obsession with journalism of personal destruction stop?
We have waited so long for this trial. Did justice prevail? Michael Jackson meant so much to me, not only as an artist but as someone who cared about humanity. He cared about our planet, he cared about children, he simply cared. His neglected childhood would be the catalyst to the makings of a complex man. I think Michael was always a child at heart. As far as MJ being strange, I applaud his unique ways. Aberrant, abnormal, astonishing, astounding, atypical, bizarre, curious, different, eccentric, erratic, exceptional, extraordinary, fantastic, far-out, funny, idiosyncratic, inexperienced, irregular, marvelous, mystifying, new, newfangled, odd, oddball, off, offbeat, out-of-the-way, outlandish, peculiar, perplexing, quaint, queer, rare, remarkable, singular, unaccountable, unaccustomed, uncanny, uncommon, unheard of, unseasoned, unusual, weird, wonderful.
Being different was nothing to be ashamed of. He had a pure heart and he was able to reach people emotionally with his unique gift from G-d. He was among the kindest souls to ever walk the planet which is why so many loved him. With A Child’s Heart is one of my favorite songs. It was Michael Jackson’s anthem and it was what he lived. A child’s heart sees no danger, hatred, sadness, or prejudice, but rather love, peace, and unity. Heavy was the head that wore his crown. He carried a lot of pain, disappointment and sheer loneliness that seemed to plague his heart his entire life.
Michael was a mirror, mirrors always show us the truth whether we want to see it or not. It’s too scary for most of us to look at ourselves so we spend time bashing someone we never knew. MJ had nothing but pure love and goodwill in his kind heart and never hurt a soul. America met him with judgment, resentment, deceit, lies, bigotry, hypocrisy. Why? Because he didn’t womanize instead he preferred being around children and animals.He brought beauty and joy to our world. I would have loved to have been friends with him. Climbing trees, water fights, Disneyland, playing with animals, watching movies. Yes, if that is odd, then I’m on board with the odd train. Troubled soul? Half our planet is filled with troubled souls. Myriads of us walking around day after day but we don’t have the media dropping the ball on our every move. Of course, half the planet took the gossip and dirt and ran with it. Oh, and by the way, I sleep with a doll.
Michael Jackson died on June 25, 2009 from acute propofol poisoning, while billions of people around the world cried, sharing their grief and anguish with each other and in the silence of their solitude. The day we have been waiting for over 2 years is here as the fans at the courthouse patiently waited with their hand made signs.
Myra is from Denmark. She came for the 1st two weeks of the trial, went home to work and returned for the verdict. “It’s up to us now” she said. “Michael is important to us.”
Joana from Hollywood has been at the trial every day for 6 weeks. “My nerves have been shot and my stomach hurts but I am here for Michael.”
Laura from Bologna, Italy. “I have been here at the courthouse for 2 weeks. Michael deserves people from all over the world to be here in support of him. “
Rita from Oklahoma was here for the first week of the trial, went home and is back looking for a place to live in Los Angeles. “We are Michael’s legacy of love, we will carry his message the rest of our lives. That is justice for Michael. When he died, it hit me in the gut and I lost my appetite for 9 months. I experienced divine love that I have never known before. I was minding my own life and was consumed by this ephiphany. It’s not celebrity worship. We are discovering the man.”
Cami is 21 years old and has loved Michael Jackson since she was a little girl. She came out today in support of Michael because she loves him.
When the guilt verdict was announced today, La Toya Jackson let out a loud but short scream as there were cheers, hugs, tears and people chanting “justice, justice, justice” as we waited for the Jackson family to exit the court house they’ve become all too familiar with.
Michael’s message of love, pure and simple, was delivered through his music. I was hurt at work the day he died. I couldn’t quite grasp the concept of him being gone as his music has been the soundtrack to my life as far back as grade school when I would listen to Going Back To Indiana on my record player while dancing and clapping with my friend. I had a spiritual ephiphany when we lost Michael. Like Rita, I was living my life when I began Michaeling.
Michael Jackson graced our planet with his enormous talents. Where he connected with me deeply was his caring, compassionate other centered-heart. From the time he was a young boy, he was feeding mice behind the refrigerator until he got caught. Mice, rats, snakes, he loved all of god’s little critters. He didn’t have a mean bone in his body. I watched interviews of him at Hayvenhurst during the Thriller era. He must have said the word magic a dozen times as his eyes sparkled with light. Michael was filled with joy, light, love, laughter with the innocence of a young child. As his magical music climbed the charts and he broke all records, the media told fantastic lies and would eventually be part of trying to extinguish his light. Darkness always tries to snuff out light bearers.
He’s not physically with us anymore but he leaves behind a legacy of music and love that will be with us forever. “This is not a crime involving a mistake of judgment. … This was a crime where the end result was the death of a human being,” Pastor said in explaining his decision to remand Murray to police custody. Justice has been served as we finally have some type of closure for the greatest entertainer that ever lived with a heart that loved so grand. Michael said: “My message is healing, pure and simple.” Michael, we want you back.
1:02 Please watch how Michael’s presence moved children to tears: