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Michael Jackson, Black or White
In all the news, gossip and paranoia circulating since Michael Jackson's death three weeks ago, the question of his sexuality seems almost obscured. Ironic, isn't it? People speculated about it for years, but now everyone seems most interested in his artistic legacy, his kids, the battle over his estate, and the investigation into his death. The media coverage between his death and memorial service touted his enormous talent and early success, but seemed oddly restrained, almost awkward, when relating the later, more tragic turns in his life. I guess it's a fine line to tread between respecting a recently-deceased (and still significantly beloved) celebrity's memory, and objectively reporting the more discomforting details of his life.
Michael Jackson, Black or White



But that doesn't prove or disprove anything in Jackson's case. I guess that's my fear; that if people are thinking of Michael Jackson as gay, it will further the lie that we're all child molesters, too. I've heard other gay people support this: "we don't want him," they say. "Too tainted." Ouch. I can't go that far; I'm still a fan from way back. Yes, Michael was a a freak for sure, but he had a rough life, a horrible childhood, and a monster of a father. I was a little 13 year-old gayling when he moonwalked across the Motown 25 stage, at the p
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We'll likely never know the truth about Michael Jackson, but it's difficult to separate his career and public image from his sexuality. Aside from the pedophile topic, there's his gender-bending appearance, crotch-grabbing dance moves, tabloid-fodder relationships. Although some will obviously exploit it, it seems like a valid topic. His career, even his life, or at least our perception of it, are inseparable from his sexuality.

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