Yeah, right, sure ya do. Buh-bye now.
Link didn’t work for me.
Did he find a scapegoat for his dermal handiwork?
Should have noted that the link appears to be IE-only.
This is dated 4 November and I couldn’t find anything since then. He truly believes he has the disease and has said so at a personal appearance to promote his latest CD. He may have some sort of disease, but anthrax? Again I say, “Yeah, right.”
Oh, Michael Jackson. I thought you meant that Aussie battery guy.
Hmm, truthfully, the death of the battery guy would probably upset me much more than MJ.
The pathetic thing is, this is probably the least weird thing he’s done in a long time.
Maybe he caught some kind of strange virus from all those damn chimps he keeps in his house.
I gotta say…That is the funniest damn subject line I have seen so far. :D:D:D
Upon further review of the site you gave us, I have to say this is more unbelievable. Makes Jacko’s claim seem like a possibility.
But what if terrorists really infected Michael Jackson with anthrax? It would be the perfect crime - nobody would believe him!
What would terrorists achieve by infecting Jacko?
Well, because it was mostly tabloid and media people being sent anthrax to begin with, I had assumed Jackson was the one originally behind it (or maybe Elvis). I suspect after his death the source of all the anthrax mailings will be found.
Those symptoms sound more like smallpox. He should get tested for that too.
I think we as a nation have lost sight of our priorities since September 11th. To remedy this, I’d like to talk about the forgotten victims of that tragic day; our nation’s celebrities. As recently as two months ago, we built our lifes around these people, and they asked for nothing in return except fame, obscene wealth, sexual favors, and virtual immunity from criminal prosecution.
But then, suddenly and unexpectedly, we turned our back on these celebrities. Now all we want to talk about are firemen, policemen, soldiers, and volunteers. Or worse yet, we decided to give our attention and love to our family and friends.
And where does this leave our celebrities? Sure, we still watch their TV shows, go to their movies, and listen to their music. Sure Madonna is still famous, Jay Leno is still rich, Ben Affleck is still having sex with virtual strangers, and Robert Blake is still not arrested. But they can sense that they’re no longer the only ones in our hearts and that hurts them.
So remember people, it’s not about us, it’s about them.
Little Nemo, that was classic. Mind if I C&P in an email to a couple of friends? We’ve been talking about this lately…
Sure, go for it.
What Aussie battery guy?
He was this muscular, LOUD, Aussie with short, blonde hair in Energizer battery commercials back in the 80’s, before the Bunny. “The new Energizah, it’ll surprise ya!”
As a connoisseur of the Grotesque and the Arabesque, I have a certain warm spot in my heart for Michael Jackson. Not on account of his odious music, certainly, but because of his clueless self-obsession and misplaced sense of grandeur.
However, a thread about his goofiness does not belong in the Cafe. A thread about his latest crappy album, sure, but not one about the oxygen chamber or the monkeys or the anthrax or the pederasty.
Off we go, MPSIMS ho!
According to this gossip hack at Salon, his flappers are saying it’s mere rumour.
Sorry, I couldn’t find the actual NYDN article.
I have found a new hero…
Why does this sound like a component of the sort of joke you tell after your fourth pint?
“You heard the one about the oxygen chamber or the monkeys or the anthrax or the pederasty? This guy dies, having life of venal pleasure. He finds himself in a bare room, with a door in each wall. There’s a sign on each door…”
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