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Baš neki pouzdan izvor (britanske novine...i đubrad britanska, zašto nisam iznenađena)...ma pusti, ja više nemam živaca.

Rebbie...je li tako da liče?
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Ja sam skoro nekad gledala te FBI fajlove i potpuno je druga priča bila...i onaj Wade, šta hoće više? Još para? Sad se setio, možeš misliti. Četiri godine prošle od kako je Michael umro i on se sad setio, pa šta je čekao do sad? Da sam na njegovom mestu, ne bih čekala ni sekunde, ali ne, mora sve fino da se poklopi kad će najviše para da se vrti oko njih u određenom trenutku. Gde je 30 000 000 što je dao u humanitarne svrhe?

 
DD:

"How convenient that these tabloids do not name any of these alleged victims. They just go "Boy A", Boy B", "Boy C". (:lol:)They do not name them because they know if they did they could come out and refute them. Just like Brandon Adams did. "Boy A" is clearly Macaulay Culkin as he was the boy in the LeMarques' story. Macaulay already refuted that story on the stand.

It's also a way to make it appear as there are sooooo many alleged victims. When in fact all these "Boy A-B-andCs" are just boys about whom the media rumoured for a long, long, but who always denied abuse and would do once again if they named them in their article."
 
And now the actual kid in question whose name has been dragged up again like a zombie with this bullshit letter responds:

Repressed Prophecy

Hey, there's a British tabloid today claiming again that MJ paid you off in 1992, can you deny it once again? @BrandonAdams22
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Brandon Q Adams ‏@BrandonAdams2 2 1m
@ smh... Lol.. Not me!

Brandon Q Adams ‏@BrandonAdams2 2 46s @caramelicedtea they luv 2 tell lies about people... I guess it just comes with the territory.. #MJ #Greatness
 
“PELLICANO: You have to understand something. I have nine kids. Michael [Jackson] plays with my baby. They crawl all over him. They pull his hair. They pull his nose. Sometimes he wears a bandage across his face. If I let my own kids (unintelligible) do you think there’s a chance?

MITTEAGER: Well, all things being equal, I would say, no.

PELLICANO: Not only that. If you sat this kid [Jordie Chandler] down like I did, as a matter of fact, he couldn’t wait to get up and go play video games. I said, “you don’t understand how serious this is. Your dad [Evan Chandler] is going to accuse Michael of sexual molestation. He going to say all kinds of stuff.” He [Jordie] says, “Yeah, my dad’s trying to get money.” As a matter of fact, I (unintelligible) for 45 minutes. Then I tried tricking him. I mean, I want you to know, I’m a vegetarian. I picked this kid with a fine tooth comb. So we’re there (unintelligible) with this kid... and If you sat down and talked to this kid, there wouldn’t be any doubt in your mind either. And I said Michael is all upset. We went over and over. I tried to get him to sit down and he wants to play video games while I’m sitting there. I’m sitting there with the kid’s mother [June Chandler] and David Schwartz walks in and (unintelligible) what’s this all about? And [Barry] Rothman (unintelligible) asking questions. There is no question that Rothman (unintelligible) what this is all about.”
 
A lying tongue hates those it hurts.
You have to hate someone to want to hurt him with lies. Insincere talk brings nothing but ruin - Proverbs 26:28

What's more transparent is that a few years back, a Nazi scribe would hound a Jewish man and his business, while working along with other Nazis who are or had been in the Jewish man's employment. A Nazi would walk into the home of a Jew and tear apart a Jewish family, taking the wealth and the kids and leaving the Jewish man distraught.

Now it is a Jewish scribe working along with other Jews who are or have been in Michael's employment, to continually breach his privacy, intrude into his finances, attack his existence and have also contributed to a racist DA's efforts to intrude into his finances and every facet of his life to hound him from his home and country. And even when Michael has left, they continue to hound him, so as to rob him of all his life's hard work and to tear apart his family and children for their own motives.

The common thing shared by a racist Nazi scribe and a racist Jewish scribe and collaborators is to hound someone to death under the guise of journalism.

Those who hate being called kikes, have instead spent Michael's entire adult career calling him and helping others to call him all sorts of derogatory names, engaging in all kinds of direct and indirect racist attacks, including the daily derogatory namecalling - "Jacko". A derogatory term that has become acceptable by some in the media, in the same manner that it had become acceptable to call African Americans "Apes" in the media, before the civil rights era.

http://charlesthomsonjournalist.blogspot.com/2013/06/the-mirror-people-and-settlement-that.html
 
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More specifically, when he would use the bathroom off of the living room I could hear him going through all the drawers and cupboards in there. Curious, I’m sure, to see what we had in our drawers compared to what he had. He would also come out smelling like one of the colognes he found in one of the drawers. Michael would say, “You should never go around being stinky.” And of course, he never did.

Toya and Frank Dileo described him rifling through people's things back in the 70s/80s too, he loved snooping on people. Oh and Jermaine, with MJ even snooping through Diana Ross' stuff before the Motown 25 show...

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Ma, nerviraju me kad tako pisu... Jer ima ljudi koji veruju, pa ga vredjaju, pljuju... Ja sam tu na Tracari to i napisala, to za humanost :

"Jao, dokle vise?! Sto nikad ne objave koliko je dao u dobrotvorne svrhe?! Oterali ga u grob, zamalo i cerku da mu ubiju i nije im dosta! "
 
Photographer Lynn Goldsmith worked for Michael for 8 years. Of this photoshoot with Michael Lynn says “We were in his hotel and it’s about 7’o clock, and that’s when the sun was setting and I said ‘You know Michael, up on the roof there’s m…agic light’ so he said ‘Magic light!’ so I said ‘Yeah, you wanna go up there?’ so he said ‘Yeah’ so we snuck out and and we went up to the roof and it was something that he did, Michael started taking his clothes off on the roof which I thought I would get into big trouble for, I mean, he didn’t completely undress but even just taking his shirt off, this is not, you know, a body builder and so you never really knew what he was thinking and that made photographing him very exciting, for me.”

~Lynn Goldsmith Plum TV Interview. 1981 Boston.

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"This photo exemplifies, for me, everything that I love about Michael during The Dangerous Era, at least, during his candid, offstage moments, when he wasn’t prancing around in gold leotards lol." :lol:
 
Michael was staying at my place on Dohney and was happy to come along. He really respected Burt (Bacharach) but wondered, as we all did, what made him tick.

Burt had ordered a bottle of expensive French red wine, which he, Carole (Bayer Sager) and I were drinking. Michael never drank but that night he got interested in wine. Unbelievably; he didn’t even know what wine was.

‘What’s it made of?’ he asked me.

‘Grapes’, I said.

‘I like grapes,’ Michael said. ‘I think I’ll try some.’

So we poured Michael a glass and he drank it. He obviously liked it because he drank another one. We were drinking a 1982 Pomerol that tasted like candy, so he was bound to like it.

By this time, we all had a glass or two and the bottle was finished. So Burt ordered a second bottle. This time, Michael drank virtually the whole bottle. He had really acquired a taste for wine, fine wine at that, and was guzzling the stuff down.

So we ordered a third bottle and Michael drank most of that as well. That’s when I knew we were going to have a problem that night.

The evening came to an end and I drove Michael back to my place. He was, understandably, happy. In fact, he was flying high, very high. In the car he was talking and laughing. He was singing ‘I Want To Be Where You Are’ and ‘Never Can Say Goodbye’.

Then he started singing more of his hit songs like ‘Ben’. He was giggling away all the time.

‘You’re going to be in trouble,’ he said. ‘I’m going to tell Joesph what you did.’

I wasn’t taking the bait. ‘I didn’t do it, you did,’ I said.

It took us a few minutes to get back to my place. The minute I parked the car and opened the door for him, Michael leaned out and threw up all over the place. He spent the rest of the night hanging over the toilet. He was as sick as a dog. I was up all night with him.

He kept saying, ‘I’m going to tell Joe you corrupted me,’ I was kinda worried he would but he never did.

It was his first taste of wine, something he would come to love a little too much in later years. I always felt bad about that night but it sure was funny!

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We would go to Disneyland. We both loved roller coasters. Sometimes we would go on them twenty times in a row.

Often, Michael would wear disguises. Once, he was a sheikh and I was his translator. We would go into a place called Carnation Restaurant in Disneyland where they served great tuna salad and sandwiches. Michael was eating organic food only, although, at that time, he had a rather strange idea of what organic was. We would go to KFC, Michael reckoned if you took off the skin it became organic.

Anyhow, at Carnation on this particular day, there were two elderly women and a gentleman in their eighties from Croydon. We started talking in our mock Arabic to each other.

When the two ladies looked over, I turned to one of them and explained, “The Sheikh Majolini wanted me to tell you that you are a beautiful woman and so is your friend,” I said.

These two ladies probably hadn’t been paid a compliment like that in the last couple of decades so they started smiling. We then got talking. They asked what the Sheikh was doing here and I said he had just got divorced from his 97th wife and was now on his 154th child.

“He has 154 children?” they asked, looking shocked.

“That he knows of,” I said. “He has had 97 wives…” and I started naming them, “Jada, Jami, Shakira, Vera…” with Michael saying them in mock Arabic.

There was nothing malicious in it. In fact, Michael picked up their bill. He was like that, always pulling practical jokes on people.

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Sometimes though, the joke would be on us. The funniest thing that ever happened to us was when we went for pancakes one night. It was after 1am and our regular haunt, Dupars, was closed, so we went to another pancake house that we knew on Ventura Boulevard. There was only one couple in there; normally it held 150 people.

The waitress who served us was in her late sixties or early seventies. This was around 1979, when Off The Wall came out. Michael was the no. 1 artist in the world. She didn’t recognize him at all.

We got to the table and she come over and asked us what we wanted to order. I put on a Saudi accent and went “Yamaka fallesh.”

Michael started laughing. The waitress slapped him across the face with the back of her hand. She said, “This is not funny. Your friend is from a foreign country and you have respect for people from foreign countries.”

Michael got nervous. He wasn’t used to being treated like that in public. He slid further inside the booth so he couldn’t get slapped again.

I asked, “What is pancake? Explain please.”

The waitress started miming a pressing motion. She said, “It’s like a cake that you press down.”

Michael started to laugh again and she started to put her hand up again, so he slid further away.

She then said, “Ok, I’m going to take you back to the kitchen.” She and the cook showed us how to make pancakes. I ordered some.

When the pancakes came to our table, I took the syrup bottle and emptied the whole bottle all over the pancakes. She immediately slapped me across the face. It hurt.

“Not funny,” she said. Michael was laughing again.

She brought me a new batch and I ate them. When we left, Michael left her a $200 tip.

We were in the car park, heading back to Michael’s Rolls Royce, when the waitress came running after us.

“I’m not taking this. You boys are probably working your way through college and you need the money,” she said, not even noticing the car he was driving.

Michael insisted but she said, “No, I’m not taking it.” We couldn’t believe it.
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We’d get in the car and sing songs together. He used to tell me I was the worst singer he’d ever heard! He always made me laugh. Michael had a great sense of humor which most people never saw. We loved to go antiquing for furniture and paintings as well as memorabilia. Our favorite thing to do was walk into a store and go, “Do you have any John LeCockah paintings?”

The antique dealer would respond, “We’ve just sold the last one for $100,000.” I’d say to Michael, “Oh no, he’s just sold the last John LeCockah painting.” We would plead for him to get another in and he’d respond, “They are just too hard to find.” We’d walk out and go, “We’ll never buy from that dealer because there’s no such painter!” Michael would be laughing so hard. He had a laugh that was like a cackle: Hhk hhk hhk hhk hhk.

We’d do very normal things. We’d go out for pancakes and French toast and I’d drive his Rolls-Royce. When we stopped for gas, I’d ask him to fill the tank. He’d say, “I’m the star here. I can’t believe you’re making me put gas in the car.” And I’d tell him, “When we’re together, there’s only one star.” That was the reason our friendship was so good. I never treated him like he was a big deal.
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David also revealed that Michael was a voracious reader with a passion for classic literature.

“What a lot of people don’t know about Michael is that he was always reading. He was an intelligent man. His favorite poet was Robert Burns and he was obsessed with the novels of Charles Dickens.

He would scour antique bookstores looking for first editions of his work.

He loved Shakespeare and got me into the plays too. He was also fascinated by English history, especially Henry VIII, and loved collecting costumes from that period.”

David told how Michael passed this love of books on to his own children Prince Michael Jr., 12, Paris, 11, and seven-year-old Prince Michael II.

“He home-schooled the children and always had them reading the right books. He was a great father, but he was strict. He believed in manners and showing respect to adults and behaving properly. Michael loved being a dad, he should have done it years before he did.

The Michael Jackson I will remember was smart, articulate and made me laugh. His death was a huge shock but it brought back so many happy memories.

Michael famously acted as best man when David wed his now ex-wife, the singer Liza Minnelli.

“Michael, Liza, Elizabeth Taylor and I looked like the friggin’ Adams Family in those wedding pictures. They are really scary to look at, but Michael made a very touching speech.”
 
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