I'm sipping coffee and bloggin' on my way out of Santa Barbara. I hope Michael Jackson gets a fair and speedy trial. I'll be honest. I'm a parent and an adult. I've made a life for myself in which there's a lot of laughter and happiness. I've had a hero or two and I've respected the artistic efforts of many people. That being said, I have a strong dislike of the fanatics who keep showing up for these hearings. I understand the love they have of the man and his music, but I don't like the fanatical devotion they're showing towards him. I don't like the singleminded acceptance that what he's about is all fairytale goodness and asexual innocence. Growing up doesn't diminish my capacity for love. Moving past my childhood doesn't close the door to happiness and it just seems that the message he sends is one of irresponsible gratification as a way to make up for the childhood he never had. As a parent, I want to raise children to be happy adults who will enjoy everything life has to offer. Even though he claims he'd never harm a child, I think the picture he paints does great harm to children and to society.
I don't know if he's guilty of molesting young boys, but I do feel that he's guilty of encouraging people to live their lives vicariously through him. I think he's guilty of encouraging people to live in a fantasy world, instead of being responsible for leading lives which will make the real world better.
If you want to support him, fine. I just know there are people on this planet who need the support more than Michael Jackson. Trust me, he's put away a few bucks through the years. If you don't show up at the courthouse waving banners and screaming his name, I think he'll be okay.
Oh, and I wouldn't be surprised if he skips town. More than one person at the courthouse was joking about Michael Jackson learning French.