Free at Last....Jail the "Parents"

Well once again Michael Jackson walks. Many will believe it was the money and notoriety that saved his skinny butt from becoming the featured poster boy of the state penitentiary. Still isn't this the beauty of this conuntry's judicial system? That a man can actually be tried, convicted and sentenced in the media as well as the court of public opinion, and yet somehow still come out a free man.

People must remember that this trial was not a trial of MJ's life and the way he has conducted it; this was a trial for specific incidents that obviously were never proved without a shadow of a doubt. And for this ruling we must all celebrate our system rather than castigate it, for it proves-- God forbid, that if any of us were ever falsely accused of a crime where the majority of the public bought into it, that there is still room for justice by a jury of your "peers". I use this term loosely as there really aren't any comparable subjects that are "peers" of MJ.

Still it isn't the fact that MJ has "beaten" this charge that has me as worried as other issues. We all know that something happened, the state just didn't have very credible witnesses or convincing case for that matter. My problem isn't so much with Michael Jackson being a child abuser as it the parents of the many boys who were either paraded through this circus, or had testimony revealing their completely abusive tendancies as parents.

Why is it we are all so quick to convict Michael Jackson for what are undoubtedly heinous crimes if true, when in reality he didn't go patrolling grade school campuses for these children. No instead the PARENTS would bring their little "sacrifices" to this guy...why are we not looking at removing these children from the "care" of these parents who would knowingly put their very own child in harm's way.

You would have to be from an Indian tribe deep in the Amazon to not know something of Mr. Jackson's less than clean past...so these "parents" are the real monsters...they fed Mr. Jackson. Yet through it all, we hear nothing of this...If I brought my child into harm's way and she was injured would we blame the harm or me? Why is it that all of these so-called "parents" are either pimping their kids in return for millions of hush money, or parading them into court rooms to substantiate their miserable conspiracies in an attempt to get rich? Yet we are not outraged and demanding that they stand accountable? This to me is a far more dangerous form of abuse, as these parents represent the actual life example and teacher of these children.

I think it's time that the DA call everyone of these parents and take as close a look at their past motivations as they did to MJ's underwear, magazine subscriptions, and anatomy. Let's see what this type of scrutiny would do to them, their families and their motivations.

I suspect many of these children would be removed from their care, as they cannot really be safeguarding their future if they would drop their children in the belly of a beast and allow them overnight sleeping arrangements with at best a very disturbed man. This is in no way meant to mitigate MJ's actions-- he is obviously an ill man, but the bottom line is, he needed the parents to act as intermediaries in these sordid trysts, unfortunately they were all too willing.........

Summer Movie Reviews by Sophia Paynter

** Unless otherwised noted, the following reviews are completely un-edited reviews by Sophia Paynter, aged 6 1/2. She composes her "reports" without any help. ( or suggestions for that matter).---Editor, PAYNTERinFLORIDA


MADAGASCAR-Well me and my dad went to the moves and thoght of seeing Madagascar. it was about a zebra named Marty and he wanted to go to the wild and the penguins wanted to go to Antartica so they did. When they arrived they said this sucks how do other penguins live here? so they went back on the ship. and they arrived to madagascar! and sat on beach chairs and got a sunburn! but it semed like they didint care my favorit character was the hippo named Gloria. i gave this movie 80 stars.


THE SISTERHOOD of the TRAVELING PANTS--well we went to the movies again to see a very good movie it is about four teenage girls buy these blue jeans and the jeans are magical they fit every girl so they all go for vacasion exept my favorite named Tibby she had to work and the three other girls Lena Carmen and Briget go to have fun! Lena went to Greese to see her family Carmen went to see her dad and Briget went to do races and soccer.i gave this movie 60 stars


THE ADVENTURES OF SHARKBOY AND LAVAGIRL we went again to the movies to see a 3D movie this one was my favrit it was about a little boy named Max he broght hiss dream jornal to school to show everybody about sharkboy and lavagirl but a horable storm came when sharkboy and lavagirl arived and said they needed himto go to a planet he invented in his dreams planet drool.and had to stop mr electric the bad guy.i give this movie 1,002,845 million stars

Friends and Time

Funny how one day you're a natty headed kid with not a clue about life and the next your teasing each other about "'70's" hair do's, and each other's receding hairlines. Of course this observation is borne of my earlier observation of my daughter's fascination with the hippy Bo Bice. I apparently stirred the pot with this one as I heard from my dear friend the former Tracey Wright....and I mean "dear friend" most sincerely............

Of course I also heard from the Chuckstinator in Holland...he of very little hair these days, but a good sport all the same and the owner of quite an entertaining blog himself..."misadventuresofchuck".........

Still if nothing else Blogging seems to lend itself to plenty of retrospect at times, as this has been the case of late. I mean really-- writing about my DAUGHTER!! I'm still in shock I have a kid. And then there was Tracey's reply about her son in HIGH SCHOOL!!!! jesus...gimme a break. It seems like yesterday I was up to alot of no good and fun times with her in that little Omni...of course that's the great part about old friendships...you can pick up right where you "left off". Case in point would be, everytime we see each other he drift back to that magical night in 1979...November 11th actually---to Bob Marley and the Wailers in concert University of Pennsylvania...now I can tell this story a 1000 times, and no-one, unless they saw the great one himself...really can identify with what we saw that night. We boarded the train in Swarthmore station, laden down with a backpack full of Genesee Creal ales...of course my Mother entrusted her soon to be 16 year old son with the "responsible Tracey"..HA!.......

Hell I still don't believe we where there. But we were. We also were there for....get this-- Pope John Paul's visit to Philadelphia...not sure what that's all about. Still we did alot of funny things, we worked the Swedesboro-Gibbstown drinking circuit at Waynes Paradise Inn, limping home on more than one occasion, we even worked together occasionally...lifeguarding. We shared good times, funny times, sad times, heartbreak times..you name it. So it's with a nice sense of connection that I see her posting to this site after all these years gone by....of course it's also tempered with a great deal of amazement when she speaks of her High School children...who have great hair mind you....just like I had. Your the best Trac...funny, witty and always lurking even after all these years....maybe we'll have some more laughs this summer at the Jersey shore? I'll be up at Bill and Sal's in Avalon last two weeks in August....surely there's someone we haven't told the BM & the Wailers story too?