Posted by
vonryansexpress on Monday, July 06, 2009 3:11:49 AM
Returning from Church today, I saw a large Filipino family walking up the neighborhood street that leads to the Jackson Family home.
Since the death of Michael Jackson, there have been the satellite media trucks and the trudge of fans up that street in North Los Angeles.
One thinks, that the need to express empathy for an early death would be tempered by restraint from parents that march with their kids to lay flowers in front of a closed gate. Restraint from involving their children in a moment that cannot be separated from the individual and his personal life.
Child abuse, child lust is a crime that rivals homicide. It destroys. How is it that anyone can balance the probability of Mr. Jackson's conduct from the odd chance that he wasn't as he was?
And yet, they walk on a Sunday morning, up the street with their children as if reason surrenders to a cadence and a beat that strobes past the acts that are the man.
Wall to wall television coverage? Just the outcome of the many bad choices made.