Rabbi Shmuley profits out of Michael Jackson Death..
Michael Jackson could not trust people who surrounded him for most part of his life, for example there is this rabbi Shmuley who taped Michael Jackson without the king of pop knowing it . And he waited untill there was a right moment for him to publish the tapes and write a book with that. That moment , yes indeed, was Michael’s death.
On the list of enemy’s that Michael made and gave his lawyers to make sure these enemy’s stayed far from him , rabbi shmuley was on top . Michael ended friendship with Shmuley years ago and had his reason .
We as fans hate it if somebody tries to frame our beloved Michael Jackson and we dont’t like people as rabbi Shmuley , the Chandler family , Martin Bashir. Michael realized that most of these enemies were Jews and therefore was disgusted by them.
Michael, wherever you are , these people like Shmuley , who try to make money out of your death and try to say that maybe you comitted suicide and say bad things about you , they can NOT hurt you anymore. For now you are with a true best friend , and that friend is GOD.
Shmuley andbashir had the honour to speak to you and to be with you and what did they do? They stabbed you in the back, first they stay friendly and try to win your trust and once when you start to open up to them they make a fool out of you , well , let them be the devils they are …they have to face God when they die , and when they die, people will remember them as the enemies of MichaelJackson. Never in a million years they will have an memorial like you had Mike! It’ just makes us fans so damn angry …But , what goes around comes around … so justice will prevail .
Michael , you are save now! We love you!
the next text is by Roger Friedman
Shmuley made money as soon as Jackson died
It’s sort of amazing watching Shmuley Boteach, a rabbi with no congregation other than an unwitting public, selling out Michael Jackson. He’s just published a book of interviews he taped with Michael back in 2000-2001. All the money goes to Boteach. There’s no charity involved. (Ironically, Boteach also recently published a book called “The Blessing of Enough: Rejecting Material Greed, Embracing Spiritual Hunger.”)
That wasn’t the case in 2000 when I met both Michael and Boteach together one November night. It was at the home of PR guru Howard Rubenstein. Boteach had convinced Michael to start a new charity with him called Time for Kids. They were going to teach parents to spend time with their children.
There were about 3o people in the Rubensteins’ Fifth Avenue living room. Boteach gave a long speech about Michael being the “most misunderstood” celebrity in the world, said he loved children so much he had mannequins of them in his Neverland bedroom. That revelation went over like a lead balloon.
On February 14, 2001, Time for Kids had its first and only get together, People bought tickets to see Michael, Boteach and assorted celebrities like Johnnie Cochran, Mother Love, Judith Regan, Chuck Woolery and Dr. Drew Pinsky talk about spending more time with children. The event was called “Love, Work, and Parenting: Can You Be a Success in the Bedroom, the Boardroom, and the Family Room?” It was only 70% full. The tickets were $40, $30, and $20.
Michael told the crowd, when he finally spoke: “I’m having trouble finding a date for myself even though Rabbi Shmuley tells me he’s going to find me the perfect woman. And I tell him, as long as it’s not a journalist!” Here’s a transcript of Michael’s speech.
When the accounting for the event finally came in on a Form 990, it showed (I reported then) a total of $203,185 collected from direct public support. At the same time, the charity’s expenses totaled $259,432. All but $20,000 of that was spent on staff salaries and office expenses. No money went to children of any kind.
Listed on the IRS filing were an organization president, secretary and treasurer. The latter two, this reporter discovered after making some calls, were Boteach’s sister and mother. The sister, Ateret Diveroli, repeated exactly what the mother had: “I’m not part of that anymore.”
Mrs. Diveroli insisted to me that her brother was “very honest” and had stopped working with Michael Jackson “because nothing was happening. He wasn’t doing anything.”
That was pretty much it for Michael and Shmuley’s friendship. There was a trip to Oxford a couple of months later, but by June 2001 Jackson’s “Invincible” album came out. In September he performed his 30th anniversary shows. Shmuley was gone. From the time Jackson was arrested in 2003 until his death, Boteach was out of his life. Jackson surely had no memory of making tapes with Boteach, and no desire to have them published.
And yet, Shmuley is back. He will flog his short, unheralded relationship to Michael Jackson for as long as the public — or TV bookers– can bear it. The real kicker: that his publicist sent out press releases yesterday, on Yom Kippur, offering copies of the book and excerpts. While every other rabbi in the world was praying, Shmuley Boteach was busy marketing Michael Jackson for profit. Buyer beware.
Michael Jackson was amazing, he was such a legend in every right. Here’s to wishing his heart and love live on forever. Long live MJ!
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Anyone knows something about a drug Michael Jackson was using, Demerol?
It’s like an anti narcotic pain killer, had a spike in internet visits after he died, from 600 to 150000!
The best artist of all time for sure! After millions of records sold they are still killing all the new younger aged people in sales. Simply amazing.
Thanks, I miss michael so much, michael was the best artist in the world
They publishied this mans book to the world. Tapes about MJ’s life, but no one will allow the book by Gerldine Hughes to be publisized as widley as these untruths about MJ. When the truth is published then I will read it to the fullist. If he knew all of this why didn’t he help MJ and instead he makes money on him after he is dead, but he is suppose to be his friend and priest. Thank God he wasn’t you enemy what whould you do to him treat him with kindness
I am still thinking of MJ every day. If you haven’t seen THIS IS IT yet, check it out and share some of his magic!
Who’s the King Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley, the Beatles? Three major players of the past half century, all with a special claim to fame, but who’s the top of them all?
Of course ut’s Michael Jackson
If this man was his friend, what friends would do this. God for bid that he had enemies this bad. He profited off of MJ’s death and he was no friend of his, because what every was in those tapes he should have taken them to the grave with him. He was all about money just like the rest of the vultures that surrounded him while he was alive. If he was so close to him, why could he talk to him to get him to understand certain things. He wasn’t as close to him as he wants us to believe he was.
MJ just the best rip
I adore Michael
I’m feeling a little chagrined, ‘cuz I bought the rabbi’s book then, if only because it contained Michaels’ own thoughts about things. After reading it,I sent Boteach a lenghty e-ml re: likes/dislikes about it. I guess I was yearning to know what Michael thought/felt about life, instead of what others presumed to know. I may never crack open the book again, but something makes me want to hang on to it.
MJ WILL ALWAYS BE THE BEST ENTERTAINER EVER. R I P MICHAEL YR FANS WILL ALWAYS REMAIN DEVOTED TO YOU.
My name is Maria, and I am native of Italy but now living and working in Chicago. I wrote this letter as attempt to understand the American society, the power and manipulation of media sources in trying to find a personal closure to the craziness that surrounds the live and death of a Michael Jackson. As the media keep showing adignifying images of his death to the world.
I have never been one of M. Jackson’s fans, never bought one of his CD, never been interested in his private life, gossip, actions. But I have heard of him. Who didn’t. And the image of the singer that I have built up in my country is very different from the one I have seen here and I started to wonder why and how my perception felt different in two different cultural contexts.
Michael Jackson represents to me THE symbol of American society, undoubtedly admired and revered for his creativity and his uniqueness. He had the talent, the success, the wealth, the power to do the indescribable things that only Americans can do by crossing the lines, the boundaries, and the limits of what is often considered norm and appropriate in society. The possibility of changing the way you look, the freedom of wearing anything you want, of traveling the world and meet the main representatives in the political field and in the entertainment business. The wealth that can make you satisfy any desire, even the one of having children in non traditional ways. Everything he did summarizes in my opinion, everything that the American society enables individuals to do and to reach.
Do Americans feel that MJ represented them in the world? Do they ever stop to think that what MJ did, in music, image, eccentricity and life stile, transfer into what America can amazingly achieve in good and bad?
Unfortunately one of the main things for which I remember the singer is the child abuse molestation. And like any other person who cares of the safety and happiness of children, I thought that he should have been locked up in jail. When he was acquitted I was surprised, and I did not know what to think of if. He had the money to pay for good lawyers.
Back than I have just moved to United States so my knowledge of either American language and culture was little and not complete and I did not feel to waist my time on a pop star’s life.
The first time I heard the singer’s voice and content was during some programs that talked about his life in 2009, when he died and this when I realize how distorted was the image I have built up in these years about him. I actually liked the guy! The way he spoke, his polite manners, his accessibility, the content of his words.
I heard him describing the nights at his properties, having fun with his guest children, putting them to bed, giving them milk, telling them stories. I thought: “Is this the famous phrase that shocked Americans and that created that frantic scandal?”. The horrifying doubt is legit and must be questioned and verified, but children abuse is no joke. I felt a mismatch from the image of the singer that has been projected so far and what I actually was able to see and hear on my own, in its proper American cultural context and within its proper language. I still don’t fully understand how many Americans perceived him as an outcast or somebody that would not fit in their society.
I did not think he was weirder than many other strange American things I had the change to experience in the last seven years here. For example taking the coffee to go and walk with your cup in your hands, or bringing your food to your class during teaching time, considering shopping and spending money as a hobby and not a necessity, showing on TV an “entertaining” program that has three young girls and one old guy living together in a big mansion or paying doctors to change any of your body parts as you would change an outfit.
I wanted to understand why I felt mislead by the news I have been exposed to in Italy, and the one I have been hearing here especially about the child molestation accusation. When I found out he has been framed for money, and that he was acquitted not because of lack of proves, but because the case did not exist, I felt him as abused and betrayed. I felt the luck of news when I thought that in either way, innocent or guilty, it appeared to me that people seemed to have missed the main point. That a child have been abused: or by an alleged pedophile, or by greedy and manipulative parents willing to use their own child for money.
While the news are still talking about the very sad and scaring circumstances of his death, I keep feeling that somehow the society has let this guy down, enabling him of doing impossible and undescrible things, the ones that only Americans can do, and yet criticizing him for it and hardly standing up for him.
I am from a country where the children abuse topic became spoken and divulgated in the media only around ten or 15 years ago. In a very conservative old fashion catholic place, many Italians still find hard to believe that priests have found guilty of pedophilia in many cases. My shock came from comparing the two cultural aspects: from one side the Italian reality where people think that talking about children molestation must be silent, or avoided, and the American society where people went so far ahead crossing the line on the other side to lie about it. Like in the case of the singer.
I remember one day, I saw a dad in a Chicago park kissing on the lips his young daughter. That caught my attention as ‘weird and inappropriate act”, which slowly became the norm the more I have seen American parents kissing their children good by on their lips. Something I have never experienced in Italy, even though it’s country where kisses, hugs and touchy conversation are the norm.
So, where does the line of the appropriateness held by justice lye in society? Does it reside in common norms and habits developed by ALL members of the same community or is it something that we, as members of greedy and superficial societies, decide to write as rule, to respect and than change at convenience, up on power and money?
Is it the choice of words we use that is misleading or is it our adult mindset that automatically implies the sexual aspect of any kind of relationship? And how the media contribute to enhance and form opinions towards what can produce the highest rates of viewers and followers?
I started to question my ability of trusting, of judgment, of formulating opinion. Do I really feel this guy is innocent? Do I really believe what I see on tv and reed on magazines? Do I have access to too much information that disable my focus? Why would I even care so much about this singer and his life?
This is how the life of a pop icon led me to my personal story, to the fact that I have known a pedophile myself, in my own catholic Italian family. I am forever linked to my sister by scars that will never be healed (not inflicted by our parents) as we experienced the denial of the crime, the authority of silence and the disgust provoked by the truth.
I wish I was able to hear Michael’s voice earlier, I wish I could understand English before in my life and read his lyrics and trust his messages on time. I would have loved to write this letter to him.
When I walk through the streets of Chicago, or in other American cities I can recognize Italians just by looking at them. Same people recognize each other. You see your “own kind” anywhere you go because you share the look, the act, and the values of your own group. I decided to follow my instinct and my feeling when I saw his lonely and sad eyes in a recent interview, and I felt part of same community: the one of lost children.
I always dreamed of spotting in the sky the star that will lead me to Neverland, a place where sometimes I have wished to stop. I would have liked to meet Peter Pan in search for Wendy to smile at every single child in the world. I did not know that somebody have actually tried to built one on his own. I wish I could have visited with my sister Neverland, the one in California and the one in our dreams, because we would have felt the connection with children of our own kind, with their own stories and their own pain. And that connection was made possible by MJ across countries, cultures and languages. You can’t be part of the community of the lost children, a community that should not even exist, and not know what Neverland represents if you have never seen monsters in your hart.
In the adult life I learned that demons don’t go away. They resurface unattended and they hit hard in reality.
I feel to thank that eccentric man for simply looking with child’s eyes at what children feel and dream of. Something so simple and so clear that us, twisted adults, did not get.
May he rest in peace in his Neverland.
MT e Tita
Maria Teresa: This fan is glad you took the time to take a second look at MJ and all that he’d been through, and find out for yourself that all the charges brought against him were a pack of lies. As for his unfortunate end, I know that he wasn’t perfect and, at the worst, his spirit spent a bit of time in “purgatorio”, but even so, I believe that he has his Heaven. I believe he earned it. Speaking for myself, I still light a candle for him, and I think of him whenever I see a butterfly, or spy a penny on the ground and pick it up, and whenever I see the Moon. We all still miss him very much.
michael will always be remembered as the most extraordinary singer that ever lived and that revolutionized pop music originality and danced to the world its most famous songs and messages of love for the world will be always present.
to always michael king of music