Things we learn about ourselves

I just realized I can’t look at pictures of Michael Jackson. They make me physically ill.

I don’t know if the guy really is a pedophile anyway. He’s beyond peculiar, eccentric doesn’t even begin to cover it, but do we really think he’s a pedophile? I dunno. Probably just a misunderstanding. But if the charges against him do finally result in him not being allowed around children regardless of what he plans to do with them, I think that’s an unalloyed good thing.

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