Michael "Buckwheat" Jackson Is Gone

Pop Icon Pervert Dead At 50 - I guess if you can sing and dance well enough you can be as successful as Michael Jackson. Personally, I thought he sounded like a woman; looked like one of those wooden puppets dancing at the end of strings; had the weird face of a zombie and enjoyed molesting little boys. If he was playing with a full deck I would be greatly surprised.

A friend of mine, when learning of Jackson's death, said "Buckwheat" died. Jackson was a child star and so was "Buckwheat" played by a little black kid by the name of William Thomas Jr in the "Little Rascals" movies in the late 1930s. Buckwheat Thomas was born March 12, 1931 and died in 1980 of a heart attack. As far as we know Buckwheat never molested little boys or tried to make himself white.

One thing is for certain - character means nothing anymore in America. Especially if you're a pop icon, movie or TV star, governor, congressman or the POTUS. All that matters is appearance. If you can sing, act, or lie well enough you can be at the top of your profession or gig. Michael Jackson had talent but he sure as hell came up short on character.

Let's face it folks - it's becoming more and more difficult to find a public figure in the entertainment or political field that has any moral character left. Lie, steal, cheat, and molest your way to fame and fortune. It's the new American way. Michael Jackson proved it works. So did Bill Clinton. The Hollywood crowd speaks for itself.

I have a hard time feeling sorry over Jackson's death. Here is a man who acted like some kind of nut hiding behind dark glasses and wearing white gloves. He had so many nose jobs that his nose looked like a wad of gum. He paid $22 million to shut up a young boy he was accused of molesting and admitted to sleeping with several other young boys. He had sham marriages that ended in divorce. One to Lisa Marie Presley, that must have had Elvis turning over in his grave, and a second to Deborah Rowe his nurse. Jackson and Rowe had two children by artificial insemination and a third by an anonymous surrogate.

In 2002, in demonstrating what a nutcase he was, Jackson dangled his infant son over a high rise balcony. He was a known drug addict and was skin and bones and bald when he kicked the bucket. He was badly burned when his hair caught on fire while filming a Pepsi commercial and was forced to wear a wig. His personal life was definitely nothing to stand up and cheer about.

It should also be noted that Jackson didn't live up to the old adage among African-Americans that "black is beautiful." Jackson was not black black but brown or ebony skinned. Yet, he didn't try to make himself more brown or black. No, he made himself white - he wanted to be white not black.

As stated character means nothing anymore. You can be the biggest scumbag in the world and still be loved and adored by your fans and supporters. All you have to do is be successful as an entertainer or politician. And not let your scumbag activities catch up to you. Although Jackson, at one time, was one of the richest entertainers around he was deep in debt at the time of his death. He was famous and infamous at the same time.

The Rev. Al Sharpton lost no time in hogging the spotlight following Jackson's death. Sharpton showed up at a press conference with Michael's father Joe Jackson concerning child custody, Michael's Will and funeral arrangements. Sharpton took the opportunity to promote Joe Jackson's new record company. Sharpton not only wanted the publicity but also wanted to cash in on the record company. Leave it to Sharpton to take full advantage of the situation. I'm surprised they didn't blame Bush for Michael's death.

It's no secret that Michael hated his father and it's unlikely that he would have wanted him to represent him after his passing.

If there was any justice left in America Michael Jackson would have probably died in prison or been an old man when his sentence was up. In the meantime the Jackson clan will be fighting over anything left of Jackson's debt-ridden estate.