Jacksons Need Outfits for the Big Premiere

1. Shhhvartz-A

Posted at 5:25PM on Oct 27th 2009 by tom

2. HEY ITS MY JOB TO BE FIRST DONT STEAL MY THUNDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted at 4:57PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Simone

3. wonder who is gettin fired

Posted at 5:00PM on Oct 27th 2009 by show77

4. Freaking Jackson's want everything for free even freaking clothes to wear now to a showing of the film that they are making tons of cash off of by exploiting there dead son!! "outfit us Armani and you will get lots of exposure because now our beloved son and brother is DEAD and rotting in his grave but so what because and we are going to make boodles of COLD HARD CASH from our DEAD SON AND BROTHER". NOW we see why Michael didn't want to hang with them. Leeches all of them!!!

Posted at 5:05PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Josh

5. That whole family disgusts me.

Posted at 5:00PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Jade

6. Talk about low class people. The jacksons are some sick azz people.

Posted at 5:01PM on Oct 27th 2009 by sick people

7.
Gag A Maggot!!

Nobody could give two sh^%s
about these guys!!

Posted at 5:02PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Machelle

8. I am so sick and tired of the Jackson brothers riding this MJ death for ALL they can! Every time I turn around these losers have their hands out, and are looking to capitalize on their bro's death....I think it is shameless....

Posted at 5:03PM on Oct 27th 2009 by scott

9. Oh, please, I just had lunch and now I have to go throw up.

Posted at 5:08PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Deb

10. I never bought Michael Jackson as King of PopHe was an OK singer and a good dancer. Then there's all the other stuff.

I am queasy, uneasy – so disturbed I need a new face. Because this week the Michael Jackson Death Cult rolls into London like a great, golden surgical mask, floating down the Thames. We don't get the actual corpse. (I bet his family considered it, but dismissed it, reluctantly, on logistical grounds.) But we do get This Is It, a film of Jackson rehearsing his final concert tour – edited to make him seem happy – a new album, and an exhibition of his personal objects, including the creepy glove. You know the one. It is the one that Freddy Kruger would have worn if he were into Liberace. And I am sitting in this puddle of biblical-style garment-rending and inconsolable wailing, and thinking: Why are we doing this? And also – is Bubbles coming?

I never bought Michael Jackson as King of Pop. I knew that he was not singing for me. His love songs are unbelievable; even Frank Sinatra, wife-beating crooner, was more convincing when pretending to like adult women. There is no truth to his torch songs – he was a child serenading a chocolate bar. When Michael sang, "I just can't stop loving you," I was convinced he was talking to his dermatologist. When he sang, "I want you back," I thought he was talking to his face. He was, for me, floating in the Lionel Ritchie firmament. He was gifted enough in his bendy, needy, nose-free way – but no king. I will cry more when Barry Manilow falls down and is carried into a Copacabana afterlife.

But disputing Michael Jackson's genius is like arguing with religious fundamentalists brandishing King of Pop Dancing Feet Mugs. Reason has zoomed off to the ever-lit funfair – it is all about faith. "Michael Jackson was the best!" scream the fans. If you argue, they cite Beat It as incontrovertible evidence of His Genius. Beat It is an OK song, although it is arguably sub-Wings. What else you got? "He was such a good dancer!" He danced well? Isn't that like saying he played volleyball well? Does that mean I get to buy merchandise and view the corpse? (Sorry, I forgot the corpse is not coming. Just the glove.)

What else? "Michael Jackson invented the modern pop video!" Ah, yes, the modern pop video, that exalted cultural medium where women writhe naked in cages and get called "bitches" by men in jewellery who can't look you in the eye. Jackson also, according to Vanity Fair, paid a witch doctor to ritually slaughter 42 cows, in the hope it might harm Steven Spielberg in some way. (This is possibly an argument in his favour.)

He was also, according to concert footage, very good at pointing, although I do wonder if he was indicating a body part he had lost, and wanted back. So – to summarise – an OK singer and good dancer who invented the modern pop video and enjoyed pointing and who hated Spielberg so much he paid for cows to be killed is dead. Can I put my mourning garb away?

But before I do, could we remember who Michael Jackson really was? What his greatest passion was, under the shifting form? It was to sleep with children. He was never happier than when lying in a pile of children. His enforcer, Anthony Pellicano, who recently served a prison term for stockpiling homemade hand-grenades, has said – and this is in Jackson's defence – "He did sleep in beds with little boys. There's no question about it. He's got a gigantic bed." Jackson also confessed this to Oprah. (Who else would he tell?)

One of the little boys, Jordan Chandler, received $22m from Jackson in exchange for not telling a court that Jackson had abused him aged 13. (Chandler's picture of marks on Jackson's genitals matches a photograph the police took of Jackson's genitals.) Jackson was never convicted of abusing children, although he was repeatedly accused; he paid witnesses off, while telling the media that he was targeted for extortion because he was Michael Jackson. But if he was guilty of child abuse, he got away with it because he was Michael Jackson. Abuse children? We aren't sure. But he did use them. He bought them and played with them and, when they reached adolescence, he dropped them. The bait was always money. Parents got houses and jewellery and cars. One child tells of golden eggs full of dollar bills in Neverland.

What was it like to be one of Jackson's child friends? What was it like to sit in bed with this faceless man and watch The Exorcist – it was his favourite, apparently – and hear that whispering voice? In fact, when I first heard he was dead – it was at Glastonbury, and the mourning was deafening - my first thought was, if he did abuse children, how do they feel now? Will they go and see This Is It? I think we need to take off the licensed Michael Jackson (Dangerous) sleep masks and ponder his sickness because, in the end, it is really the dysfunction that compels us. As an entertainer, Jackson was good. As a portrait of disintegration, he was amazing. And that is it.

Tanya saw Creation: "Does a film that suggests that Charles Darwin wrote The Origin of Species because the ghost of his daughter told him to miss the point of his work?" She went ghost-hunting at Bolebroke Castle with Haunted Happenings: "According to Marc the Medium, I am a witch."

Posted at 5:09PM on Oct 27th 2009 by this is great

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Posted at 5:09PM on Oct 27th 2009 by this is great


You just had to bring that piece of trash in here, didn't you? Oh, and the article too.

Posted at 5:11PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Deb

12. @this is great
Take your long, tired a$$ opinion that matters only to you and go somewhere with it, like straight to hell.

Posted at 5:13PM on Oct 27th 2009 by alreadybad

13. No, new clothes! Randy, Marlon Jermaine and Tito! WEAR THE SH!T THAT IS ALREADY IN YOUR CLOSET, THAT MICHAEL DID NOT BUY. YOU $$$HUNGRY A**HOLES FOR BROTHERS.

NOW, SHED A TEAR OVER THAT,MY BROTHA'S, CAUSE YOU AIN'T CRIED YET!

HMMM! WONDER WHY? FOLLOW THAT DOLLA'

Posted at 5:14PM on Oct 27th 2009 by TMZ DESIGNER

14. why cant they wear the clothes they wear in the commercial for their new show, the jack5on something or other on a&e where they say they will always be the jackson 5? they appear to be dressed up in that commercial i think? i guess we should let them enjoy their newfound fame since they really havent done much in years. i wonder what michael would think about all of this?

love you michael

Posted at 5:13PM on Oct 27th 2009 by kitty

15. Why can't they wear the suits they wore to the funeral? Minus the gloves, of course, and maybe mix up the color of the ties so they don't all have the same outfit on. Or were those courtesy of A&E as well? Are they now on the same economic ground as Paris Hilton, who only wears an outfit ONCE and then donates it to charity? Oh, I forgot, the Jacksons ARE a charity. GAWD these people make me sick.

Posted at 5:14PM on Oct 27th 2009 by Deb