🔥🚨DEVELOPING EXCLUSIVE: Michael Jackson passed on June 25, 2009 Very shortly after Jackson’s death, on September 29, 2009 Rabbi Shmuley published The Michael Jackson Tapes, If you think the timing is suspect, you are not alone.
In these tapes Shmuley revealed that Michael Jackson said Hitler was a ‘genius orator’ and that he collected Nazis memorabilia while designing his outfits based on Nazi uniforms.
Prior to his death Michael Jackson believed ‘Jews were out to get him’ over his protest activism against Sony. Michael Jackson was one of the most slandered figures in media of all time.
On November 24, 2005, was caught on tape making anti-Semitic remarks, calling Jews "leeches." In a series of audio tapes broadcasted Wednesday on ABC's "Good Morning America," Jackson is heard using anti-Semitic language in a voice message to his former adviser Dieter Wiesner.
Michael Jackson’s career accelerated to new heights when he left Detroit’s Black conservative Motown Records and signed on with the Jewish mega-media conglomerate, CBS Records in 1975. CBS Records was later renamed Sony Music Entertainment in 1991,
Rabbi Shmuley had a falling out with Michael Jackson prior to his death, even on March 26, 2019 Shmuley stated ‘I don’t believe these men are lying” when referring to the men that accused Jackson of sexual assault.
John Branca, Michael's long time entertainment attorney who Michael allegedly fired after Michael supposedly ordered an internal investigation of his own inner circle became one of the co- executors of the estate along with music executive John Mclain.
They both receive substantial fees for administering Michael's estate. But if Michael Jackson supposedly terminated John Branca how did he become co-executor of Michael's estate?
Supposedly it was in Michael's will they he drew up a long time before that Branca and McClain were to be the co-executors of is estate in the event of his death.
However, the Jackson family claimed that this particular will was a forgery. Nonetheless, in 3 short years the estate reported a $475 million profit which resulted in a huge financial windfall for both McClain and Branca. And what about Sony?
Just 9 months after Michael's death Sony signed a deal with Michael Jackson's estate to sell Michael's back catalogue. In addition they were given access to a large vault of unreleased songs.
On January 13, 2004, The LA Times listed both John Branca and Rabbi Shmuley as members of Michael Jackson ‘inner circle.’
Rabbi Shmuley deciding to keep secret tapes of Michael Jackson is fairly suspicious but what’s worse is that on March 7, 2023 Candace Owens accused Rabbi Shmuley of blackmailing her over her beliefs as well.
Shmuley went on an extensive press run after after Jackson’s death. He shared a short clip of Jackson stating he could change Hitler but allows the media to misquote the transcript about Hitler, being a genius.
As of today the audio of Jackson claiming his admiration for Hitler hasn’t been released to the public.
The only proof we have is an alleged transcript in Shmuley’s book which means the media ran with a story that is most likely false and Shmuley threatened Candace Owens that he would slander her in front page news which means he has media connections.
Here are clips I extracted from the private tapes. His comments about Hitler are also present here. I have also revived a lot of lost media.
1.6 ended up being a little larger in scope than originally planned. I'm done adding major new content to it now, though, and it's in a bug-fixing and polishing phase until it's ready for release. Thx for your patience. It'll be fun to see everyone play it!
Some of you have trouble seeing Gypsy Rose as a victim, because her mother was her abuser. Think about how Gabriel Fernandez would still be alive if he had a way to fight back like Gypsy. Stop asking for the perfect victim, these kids don’t deserve this.
This is my Nana’s coat. My Nana died yesterday.
When someone suffers from a terminal illness, you think you’ll know what to expect when they eventually pass away; you like to imagine that you’ll be somewhat emotionally equipped for it. I was under this impression too, and for the most part I was right. I was composed when I received the message that she had passed, and when I arrived at her house and saw her afterwards, and when the doctor came to verify her death. I was composed when I kissed her forehead for the last time and watched the undertakers carry her away.
I held it together for almost the entire day. It was only as we were getting ready to leave her house that the silliest thing got to me; I caught sight of her coat hanging off the banister. It was the most profoundly forlorn thing I’d ever seen.
It had not been moved since she had placed it there, which was the last time she ever left her house, on Christmas Day last year. It was hung up when she arrived home like it would be on any other day, only it didn’t know that this was the last time it would ever be worn. There was something so hauntingly sad about seeing it hang there in its normal place like it was waiting to be picked up and worn again.
It wasn’t until this moment that I realised she was really gone. It dawned on me that ‘gone’ isn’t some throwaway term or vast black hole by which you can define the absence of someone; it’s the little empty spaces, like a vacant armchair or the slippers by their bed or a redundant coat hanging off the end of the stairs.
‘Gone’ is the half-finished scarf in my Nana’s knitting bag and the packet of jelly babies in her treat cupboard with only half the contents left. ‘Gone’ is the dreadfully trashy subscription magazines on her coffee table which won’t ever get to be read. ‘Gone’ is the hideous 1970’s electric fireplace in her living room that she’ll never switch on again. ‘Gone’ is the watering can sat inside her conservatory, painfully unaware that she won’t be using it to bring her beautiful garden to life this Spring.
When we lose someone, we scan our minds for the most striking memories we have; we look for the big and the brilliant, for the sentimental and the sensational.
In our search for these, we often overlook the charm of the wonderfully ordinary moments in between. I stand in my Nana’s kitchen now and I wish so much that I could just watch her fold her laundry or clean her dishes or make herself a cup of tea – inane, trivial things we take for granted but would kill to experience one more time when it’s all over.
I won’t end this on a patronising, platitudinous, ‘you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone’ kinda note. I’ll leave you with something a little more unconventional: appreciate it the next time you see your loved one put on their coat. Savour that second where they’re stood in front of you in the flesh; in glorious living form, touchable and huggable and real. Embrace the image of them cooking or drinking from their favourite mug or smiling as they walk through the front door.
These are the moments that string together each and every existence. These are the moments which punctuate every beautiful, understated day, so hold on to the value of each moment before it becomes a memory. Squeeze it tight in your heart because one day, unbeknownst to you, will be the last time you’ll ever experience it. One day you may just find yourself in the position that I’m in now; standing before an abandoned coat, wishing you could hug the person who was once inside it just one more time.
Until we meet again, Nana x
Credit: Amy Peckham-Driver -facebook.com/amy.peckhamdriver