| Originally written by Dodo Kaipdodo on July 8, 2009 8:25 PM
I like Armstrong much better. It`s not just that I like his music, I respect him because he never tried to change his skin...
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Same here. That's why I prefer to remember Wacko Jacko (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Wacko%20Jacko) the way he was in the 1970s.

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| Originally written by Liliana Boladz-Nekipelov on July 8, 2009 11:14 AM
I personally think, the article in Gazeta Wyborcza does not mean anything, were it about the King of Pop or anybody else. I think the old tradition continues; writing things for the sake of writing, or rather for the sake of completing the plan or obligation to write an article about something in modern newspapers. Don't worry some of the American newspapers drive me mad too, but not all of them all the time, thank God.
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On to the British press, then. One of the topics touched upon by that Polish psychologist was MJ's Peter Pan side. I decided to explore that theme more.
Michael Jackson's Peter Pan obsession - Times Online
When the theatre director was asked to meet the king of pop, he suspected a hoax. But the singer was seeking help to become the boy he had always wanted to be
[excerpt] Michael told me how he yearned to be able to do something more spectacular, such as flying over the audience. “Oh, I know just how to do that, no problem,” I said banteringly. “I had people flying over the audience when I did Peter Pan.”
Something seismic had happened. He reacted as if an electric current had just passed through him. He sat up to the edge of his chair, clutching the arms with splayed hands, one of which was gloved. “You did Peter Pan?” he whispered.
“Yeah, in London,” I said.
He leapt up. “You directed Peter Pan?” The high-pitched voice went higher as he walked up and down in front of me, repeating: “Oh my God. Peter Pan! I don’t believe it.”
I described our production, in which all the children’s parts had been played by adult actors. He bounded across the room, his eyes full of tears, he knelt down in front of me, his hands on my knees, and he said: “Could I play Peter, is it too late? Will you let me play Peter? All I ever want to do is to play Peter Pan.”
From that point on I was his new best friend. White-clad figures hovered in doorways, worried that the yells, squawks and squeals of unbridled delight might be the sounds of their lord and master being beaten up by his unknown visitor. He knew every incident in the Peter Pan story, he recited lines from the text and he became immensely vulnerable and childlike as the delight transformed him to some earlier moment in his life.
The unexpectedness of this convulsion, in which I had suddenly become the possible enabler of his greatest yearning, prevented me from reflecting on what it meant or what condition it revealed; but I think I realised something about his life as a child star and his eccentric discomfort with being grown up was being shown and this revelation was very private and very rare. ...
I wasn’t the least surprised to hear that Michael Jackson had made a huge children’s playground at a ranch that he had called Neverland, the name of the home of his beloved Peter Pan. When the accusations of sexual molestation of children appeared, I believed then, as I believe now, that they were untrue. Call me naive, but I am convinced he was being Peter Pan.
Peter presides over a group of Lost Boys, children who look to his leadership but who he needs as much as they need him. The Lost Boys live in the same big room as Peter and they all sleep in the same big bed. Inviting boys to Neverland, staying in the same room, all sleeping in the same huge bed . . . these are the activities that were at the centre of the abuse allegations. But Peter is almost androgynous, he is sexless, he is adored by Wendy but has no concept of the love she wants from him.
J M Barrie, the creator of Peter Pan, was himself suspected of child abuse. Peter’s desperate yearning for permanent childhood, the fear of growing up and compromising with an adult world was, to a large extent, Barrie’s autobiographical experience, fascinated as he was with other people’s children while living in a seemingly unconsummated marriage
As for Jackson? He was, possibly, the Wacko Jacko of the tabloids, but what I witnessed of his obsession with Peter Pan was different, unfakeable and real. It was not really about a part he wanted to play. It was about the person he wanted to be.
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From http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puer_Aeternus:
Peter Pan syndrome is a pop-psychology term used to describe an adult who is socially immature. The term has been used informally by both laypeople and some psychology professionals in popular psychology since the 1983 publication of The Peter Pan Syndrome: Men Who Have Never Grown Up, by Dr. Dan Kiley. (Kiley also wrote a companion book, The Wendy Dilemma, published in 1984.)
Peter Pan syndrome is not listed in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, and is not recognized by the American Psychiatric Association as a mental disorder.
Musician Michael Jackson may have had Peter Pan Syndrome. [14][15][16] In a 2003 interview, Jackson told interviewer Martin Bashir, "I am Peter Pan". Bashir then said, "No, you're Michael Jackson". Jackson then stated, "I'm Peter Pan in my heart". Jackson named his former home "Neverland Ranch". Neverland is the fantasy island in the story of Peter Pan, where children never have to grow up.
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Public health officials issued the death certificate on Tuesday. Apparently, anyone can walk into a Department of Health Services in California and buy anyone's death certificate like this one for $12 only. I wonder how many fans bought this piece of MJ's legend to immortalize it in their homes, regardless of MJ's persona they prefer...

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/culture/music/michael-jackson/5775080/Michael-Jackson-death-certificate-released.html
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