Roman Polanski Can’t Touch Jacko for Creepiness

I was out at LA Live recently, in downtown Los Angeles, and saw people beginning to line up outside of the Nokia Theater to buy tickets for the upcoming Michael Jackson creep-fest.

The usual collection of misfits and weirdos, decked out in their Thriller garb, their single sequined gloves, and stuffed Emmanuel Lewis’s. Star Wars dorks get more dates than these people. One word: Losers.

However, no matter how weird, how delusional and how twisted these ‘fans’ are, they can’t even begin to approach the level of creepiness that their hero, Jacko, has been able to get to. In the history of mankind, no one has been more off-putting, more seedy, more downright disgusting than Michael Jackson. He could sell a trillion records and I don’t give a damn. Sickest guy ever.

Check out these pics that have recently surfaced from his home/amusement park/torture chamber, Neverland Ranch.

Yes, that is a chimp in that tree. What, you don’t have primates in your trees at home? Loser.

What is the most disturbing aspect of the pic from the dance studio?  Is it the Mickey Mouse in the corner, who appears to have seen things he wishes he could un-see?  Is it Jacko looking like Jack Nicholson’s Joker?  Is it the child who is innocently sitting there, oblivious to all of the other horrors that have taken place on the property?....allegedly.

As demented and wrong as those photos are, they are downright innocent compared to the picture that shows two child sized wax figures, including one of a boy scout that are outside his bedroom door. A arch made of children, leading to the belly of the beast, Jacko’s bedroom.

Why not just hang a sign outside the door reading, “Your life ends here.” It would be less offensive and more subtle than the young kids holding hands over the entrance.

Never let it be said that the sports world has all the bad guys, misfits and degenerates out there. As long as the world of entertainment lays claim to Michael Jackson, they are in a league of their own.