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Being a gay pedophile's not what I occused him of; being a gay pedophile is what Jordie Chandler, Jason Francia, Gavin Arvizo, Wade Robson, Jimmy Safechuck, and Terry George occused him of. They have names, you cunt.You didn't really prove anything in your posts. All you do is give conspiracy theories on why MJ is supposedly a gay pedophile. When people actually provided sources about Wade lying about what happened him, you called them a shill. It's incredibly difficult to take what you say seriously.
Five of them were raped by a creepy old man, all of them were on public record as being treated like said creepy old man's girlfriends exactly for as long as they were young enough for the pathetic queen to be able to fuck without his faggity ass feeling guilty about being a damned homo, like his cunt father and cunt mother never lost their hold of him after all their lovelessness and abuse.
Those accusations exist. They are not a product of Kiwi Farms, nor the Internet. They are not hearsay, they are not gossip, they are on record, and there are dozens of other relationships that look exactly like it which never deserved the benefit of their doubt.
I'll spoiler the gossip:
The gossip's far worse: Aaron Carter was already under Lou Pearlman's fatness before he spent '01 thru '04 in Jacko's Special-friendship Club, what the Hell are people supposed to think about the chances NAMBLA's Sexiest Boy Alive Himself stood against the two most notorious [alleged] sexual predators of the '90s music scene being central to his life over that length of time.
Sean Lennon's father was murdered by a nutcase, and his mother's the least-pleasant bitch in all of Rock. Then, like magic, the biggest music star on Earth -- Just like Daddy! -- not only comes into his life, but wants to be his best friend! Not just any best friend, but the best friend who wants to take you to the most beautiful places on Earth so you can play videogames and experiment with alcohol! The best part? HE HAS MAGAZINES WITH NAKED GIRLS! That'd be more than enough to make him love Jacko more than he ever loved anyone in his life.
Donny June and Eric grew up in a loveless home with parents who hated each other nearly as much as they hated spending time with kids, but not quite as much as they hated things that interested kids. But even their life had its perks: they lived in the coolest tower on Earth, and the Koolest Celebrity Alive's their neighbor! He's really nice, and not into boring stuff at all. Best part? He likes VIDEOGAMES! Dad no showed when we asked to play together on Christmas, and Mom no-showed on a different Christmas, but not Michael Jackson! He's a better friend than Santa Claus, and he's real!
Macaulay Culkin and Manny Lewis eon't even discuss him in interviews. Sure, they testified in his defense, but why aren't they doing it again now that their special friend's being accused of rape by two of his old defenders.
It's the worst bit of the whole thing: He was their friend, and they loved him; but he was their rapist, and he ruined 'em.
Sean Lennon's father was murdered by a nutcase, and his mother's the least-pleasant bitch in all of Rock. Then, like magic, the biggest music star on Earth -- Just like Daddy! -- not only comes into his life, but wants to be his best friend! Not just any best friend, but the best friend who wants to take you to the most beautiful places on Earth so you can play videogames and experiment with alcohol! The best part? HE HAS MAGAZINES WITH NAKED GIRLS! That'd be more than enough to make him love Jacko more than he ever loved anyone in his life.
Donny June and Eric grew up in a loveless home with parents who hated each other nearly as much as they hated spending time with kids, but not quite as much as they hated things that interested kids. But even their life had its perks: they lived in the coolest tower on Earth, and the Koolest Celebrity Alive's their neighbor! He's really nice, and not into boring stuff at all. Best part? He likes VIDEOGAMES! Dad no showed when we asked to play together on Christmas, and Mom no-showed on a different Christmas, but not Michael Jackson! He's a better friend than Santa Claus, and he's real!
Macaulay Culkin and Manny Lewis eon't even discuss him in interviews. Sure, they testified in his defense, but why aren't they doing it again now that their special friend's being accused of rape by two of his old defenders.
It's the worst bit of the whole thing: He was their friend, and they loved him; but he was their rapist, and he ruined 'em.
But I'm not the main guy doing the accusing. I'm barely even a minor guy doing the occusing. Six of Jackson's own close friends are doing the occusing.
More than the number of women who occused Chris Brown of rape. More than the number of boys who've occused Lou Pearlman of molestation. More than the number of women who've occused Bill Clinton of sexual harrassment, assault, or rape.
Not Jackies. Not nobodies off the street. Not acquaintences. His intimate friends. Boys he slept in the same room with for years and spent as much of his free time as he could with.
Two of these boys perjured themselves for him, meaning they were already in contact with the Jacko Camp, meaning they easily could've contacted them again to make money rather than attempt to kill the profitability of the richest dead celebrity in the world. If the Jacko Camp so much as kept a record of this, they could've killed Leaving Neverland before it could breathe, but that hasn't happened; because this isn't about money, this is about a pederast.
You're still welcome to actually attack the mountains.
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