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Who knew that Michael Jackson was the normal one?

Have you read any of the news coming out of the Jackson camp during the past week?

Supposedly the mother went missing, and lost custody of The King of Pop’s children.

Evidently there was a screaming match between Janet and Prince or Blanket or Comforter, or whatever the hell they call him.

There are a number of items to comment on here.

First of all, can you imagine Janet Jackson shouting?

I haven’t heard her speak or even sing in anything more than a whisper. She didn’t even raise her voice when she was addressing what happened when we all saw her nip during the Super Bowl.

Secondly, what do we make of Grandma’s disappearance? Was she sick? Was she hiding from Joe? Was the money just too tight?

Those poor kids.

Ever since Michael gassed himself in an effort to get some rest they have had to struggle by on $70,000 a month and a couple of billion in the bank in the form of the Beatles catalogue.

Can you imagine the pressure?

Yet the money may be tight!

Jermaine, Tito, Hansel, Janet, Donner, Randy, Gretel, Blitzen and angry Joe all have to struggle by on that money.

I read a few of the accounts. The Jackson clan is hemorrhaging money. The biggest earner isn’t earning anything anymore, and no matter how hard he tries, Tito isn’t writing the next Thriller album.

Heck, Janet can’t even sell a song anymore.

It’s all kind of sad, isn’t it?

And what to make of Joe?

Every single article paints him as a cross between Charles Manson and Hannibal Lecter.

Paul McCartney must cry himself to sleep each night when he realizes that Prince and Blankie own the rights to Hey Jude and Let it Be.

Yep, Michael was the sane one.

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