Historical Case For The Innocence Of Michael Jackson

I’m tired of people discrediting Michael Jackson. We all know what he was: bad, but bad meaning good.

If we insist on re-writing history, it’s time we gave proper credit to a discredited American Actor, a man of the ages, a man who transcends time, John Wilkes Booth.

John Wilkes Booth was an actor’s actor, taking to the stage in the name of perfecting his craft, back in the days when there was no calculation in the trajectory for fame.

John Wilkes Booth was an actor’s actor back in the days when acting was for the sake of art, exacting truth, not for the title of “Sexiest Man Alive In A Top Hat.”

John Wilkes Booth was convicted in the court of public opinion based on circumstantial evidence. There was no proof.

In 1865, there was no such things as fingerprints. In 1865, there was no such thing as DNA. In 1865, there was no such thing as hiring Alan Dershowitz to knowingly lie on your behalf in split screen on CNN.

In 2014, let’s celebrate Michael Jackson, since there’s no fingerprints on little boy penises, there’s no DNA in little boy assholes.

There’s only $35M worth of payoffs to cover-up the so-called molestation of 24-boys, which isn’t proof of anything besides the fact Michael Jackson liked to provide children with “seed money,” since he was a venture capitalist and there’s no crime inherent in being a venture capitalist with an ill-advised sense of where to plant your “seed money.”

It’s long past time we lift the burden of guilt from John Wilkes Booth. Consider the facts…


Abraham Lincoln tortured himself for holding together a Union which had no business being held together.


Abraham Lincoln tortured himself for the cost of Civil War: 618,000 Americans (all of them boys, not men, all of them kids, not soldiers).


Abraham Lincoln tortured himself for taking too long to write and sign the Emancipation Proclamation, which didn’t go into effect until January 1, 1863, four score and too many years to count after these words were scribbled with quills on parchment, “All Men Are Created Equal.”

Taken together, there can be no refuting this inalienable truth: Abraham Lincoln was a tortured soul who killed himself.

It’s unjust for a once in a generation talent to be wrongfully vilified. John Wilkes Booth, like Michael Jackson, brought joy to millions; and if not millions, at the very least, he brought joy to a regional theater audience filled with friends and family who were dragged to the show against their will to provide the illusion of an audience.

I’m looking at the man in the mirror. I’m asking him: why do we vilify the talented, the gifted. I’m looking at the man in mirror. I’m asking him: why do we tear down the very same people we put up on a pedestal?

I’m looking at the man in the mirror. I’m asking him: what are we lacking in our own lives? Maybe we can’t change our ways. But at the very least, we can re-write history.

There’s no doubt, no reasonable doubt, not when you look inside your heart. The feeling you have about the innocence of John Wilkes Booth is the same as feeling you have about the innocence of the King Of Pop, Michael Jackson, as well as the King Of New Jersey, Chris Christie.

Sometimes, the only means of illuminating the present is casting a spotlight on the past.

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4 Responses to Historical Case For The Innocence Of Michael Jackson

  1. Claudia says:

    Have you seen Her the movie? And if so, what do you think?

    • Gregor says:

      Keep meaning to see “Her The Movie.” But I keep putting it off. Not sure why.

      All of the movies this season look morose. Not sure I’m in the mood.

      But I’m a fan of Spike Jonze, the writer & director. So hopefully I’ll get over putting it off.

  2. Claudia says:

    Morose is a good word to describe the array of movies out there. I have heard mixed reviews from my friends. I saw the previews and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I find the idea of falling in love with a computer a little disturbing. It makes me feel sad, how people are more connected to their Androids accessories than they are to other human beings.
    What is happening to humanity?

    • Gregor says:

      I like the underlying premise of Her The Movie: whatever makes you happy is a good thing, be it another human being or an Android Accessory.

      But it feel intrusive when someone is standing next to you in line, talking on their cellphone like no one else in the world matters, and they can talk as long as they want, as loud as they want, with no consideration for the people around them who are on the listening side of a one-sided conversation.

      Every now and then, when I’m helping out on the cash register at Max’s Deli, I’m approached by someone who wants to pay their bill, while carrying on a conversation on their cellphone. They’re always nasty, always in a hurry, always impossible to make happy, no matter how quickly you move them along.

      Still, I’m inclined to see Her The Movie, even though I keep procrastinating. In all honesty, it feels more like an obligation than a desire.

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