“I am much more relaxed onstage than I am right now. Having polished off the chips, he has begun to fold and refold a newspaper clipping. He says that if he didn’t have to eat to stay alive, he wouldn’t. As far as she can tell, her son just has no interest in food. In fact, Katherine Jackson, his mother, worries that Michael seems to exist on little more than air. None of his brothers can recall seeing anything snacky pass his lips since he became a strict vegetarian and health-food disciple six years ago. He is so nervous that he is eating – plowing through – a bag of potato chips. Michael himself is having little success sitting still. The figures are frozen around the sofa like some ghostly tea party.ġ00 Greatest Artists of All Time: Michael Jackson There are some graceful, Greco-Roman type bronzes, as well as a few pieces from the suburban birdbath school. He is slumped in a dining-room chair, looking down into the lower level of the living room. There is a note of incredulity in his voice, as though he were asking the question of a coroner. He is known to conduct his private life with almost obsessive caution, “just like a hemophiliac who can’t afford to be scratched in any way.” The analogy is his. He ducks, he hides, he talks to his shoe tops. The small body of existing literature paints him as excruciatingly shy. And even when he did, it was always with a cordon of managers, other Jackson brothers and, in one case, his younger sister Janet parroting a reporter’s questions before Michael would answer them. He says he has not done anything like this for over two years. It is also surprising to see that Michael has decided to face this interview alone. He concedes that this is an unlikely spot for a young prince of pop. Having settled his visitor on the middle floor of his own three-level condo, Michael explains that the residence is temporary, while his Encino, California, home is razed and rebuilt. “Not what you expected, huh?” From behind a mask of bony fingers, Michael Jackson giggles. Make for mama.”Īll along the courtyard’s trimmed inner paths, poodles waddle about trailing poodle-cut ladies on pink leashes. My hair will be brillo.“Īnd the soothing counterpoint of maternal encouragement: “Be good pup, Jolie. Then comes the chilling whine of a real-life Valley girl. Through the metal gate, the courtyard is silent, except for the distant splat of a fountain against its plastic basin.
Given the popularity of that image, it is unlikely the remarks purportedly issued by Jackson would have gone unnoticed - had he actually made them.It’s noon, and somewhere in the San Fernando Valley, the front shades of a row of condos are lowered against a hazy glare.
Twitter's advanced search function reveals no legitimate retweets of the tweet attributed to Jackson instead, users have been sharing an image of it. “Maybe if we underpaid these modern mumble rappers and overpaid teachers there would be smarter people in the future and less shitty music.” - Samuel L.
The statement also appeared to have been simply attributed to Jackson on Twitter without being framed as an actual tweet: I never get enuf of these muthafukkyn snakes!!… Might have to cap a muphukaa today, channeling Jules, attitude just right!!… The creator of the screenshot also used asterisks to "censor" a profanity, but Jackson occasionally employs uncensored, whimsically-spelled swear words: One of the two versions of the "rapper" lament attributed to him employed random capitalization, a habit not present in legitimate tweets from the actor. Formatting wasn't the only aspect inconsistent with Jackson's use of Twitter.
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