Fanning the Flames of Flaming Pedophilia
A friend of Michael Jackson came to his defense today by saying he shared a bed with Michael and "damnit" nothing happened. The sotry is Man Shares Bed with Jacko and No Touchy Feely Rubba-Dub-Dub Lovin'. At first I was able to dismiss the defense because, come on now, the guy's 21 but we're talking back in 1987 when he was a juicilicious 5 or 6 years old. Or maybe not, its hard to tell, he might have been as much as 10 when he had his sleep over nights at Michael's Neverland Ranch.

There's an explanation, of course. Maybe Wade Robson was one ugly and smelly kid and Michael just couldn't get a woody for him. It would be the utter height of folly to say that every child put within arm's reach of Jacko got molested. If that were the case then he'd have been locked up long, long ago. Who knows what makes one child a pedophilic's wet dream and another is just an acquaintance but just because Jacko didn't molest this kid certainly cannot be used to exonerate him in his current legal battles. What about the kid who he paid off to shut up? For one plus there is always a negative.

And that's all I've got to say on the subject for now. I'm sure there will be more. Oh wait, there is. Who gives the first damn about what Jacko and his posse did and talked about on their way back to Vegas? The whole secret taping thing is a pretty thinly veiled ploy to win public support for Jacko's innocence and persecution by money grubbing parents the world over. Pathetic in its tranparency but it gives them some added ammo to fight back with. Its the "Look at me, people are using me defense." And I hope it fails and the sick scrawny pedophilic fuck gets 25 years in prison.