
Cuttings, free to a good home.
June 7, 2005Random Thoughts…
Michael Jackson,
What in the heck is taking this long to decide.
Let me help the jurors out.
He sleeps with young boys, by his own admission.
He gives them “Jesus Juice”, wine and coke mixed
in a coke can so no one will know. He has secret
rooms in his home and a amusement park in his yard.
All for entertaining these small children.
He had a sham of a “marriage” to Elvis’ daughter.
A woman who has yet to speak on his behalf.
He is an abused human who never healed from
his childhood. His family takes turns supporting
and then betraying him.
Come on people. Stop the denial. See the truth.
If someone tells you not to tell what happens
when you are alone with them. Something is very wrong.
He will get away with it, money talks.
People can be bought.
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Party this week at a friends home,
The same friend who offered her home
for our wedding. This time a simple affair.
Friends will gather to say goodbye to a Doctor
we have all worked with for years. Back to Texas
to resume his studies in emergency medicine.
We each will bring a finger food to share.
BYOB… easy. No host needed.
I am for once, not in charge.
It’s a good thing.
I’m so very tired all the time.
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Today, laundry. Yesterday filled with yard work.
The overgrowth reined in a bit with pruning.
Amazing growth this year. The need to offer
pots of thinnings in a road side stand a real
possibility. Take it please. English Ivy,
monkey grass and iris overrun the yard.
All of these were simple cuttings from a friends yard
a few years ago. I fight to regain control.
Not a bad problem to have at all.
A friend or two will come by today, maybe they will
help with the thinning and take some home.
It’s lovely.
Come and see me… free plants for the digging.
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Flash of memory.
My baby brother.
(Not the older one)
Enema’s of abuse. Why ?
Over and over again.
Powerless to stop my mother.
My guilt profound, my anger real.
Was he constipated or naughty.
Why is he seemingly fine today.
I remember the screaming.
Then, years later…
Me living away from home, a nanny for two
small boys. My brother visits and goes off to shop
at a local store. He is then arrested for shoplifting.
Mom meets us at the jail. Bails brother out.
I watch as they get into her car.
Somehow I was to blame. In a moment of absolute
rage she beats him about the face and head
and then pulls a large chunk of hair from his head.
Scalp and hair in her hand her mouth goes slack
at what she has done. She turns my way and
sees, I have watched it all. It is then I knew
it was time to go. To leave that place and start
my life away from it all. I could never help her.
Or him.
Silence in our family, an art. These truths
never spoken. Her rage, never healed.
And yet his love for her unconditional to this day.
I am unable to do remain silent.
I do remember.
I am able to forgive.
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Katherine’s new job, the job she was sure
she would hate, has pleased her.
Working 10 hour days and learning why her
mothers come home so exhausted after doing the same.
Growth is good. Now to get my son to do the same.
sigh….
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Good movies we rented because reruns
dominate the television now.
White Noise
The Terminal
The Boogeyman.
Fun to scream and cry a little.

















Yay for Katherine, and yay for events where you don’t have to do anything but have fun!
I agree with you about Michael Jackson.
Blessed be!
Annie,
I was touched by your flash of memory. All too often I was the recipient of my own mother’s uncontrolled rage while my father pretended not to notice lest her wrath be turned on him instead. Silence still reigns in our family too. Unhealed rage and unspoken truths remain hidden away in our cellar as well. I admire your ability to forgive. True forgiveness is something I can only hope for…someday.
-drifter
I agree with the Michael Jackson thing. I am still thinking that one day the headlines will read that he died during the night, when in reality he just moves to a lesser known country. Kinda like people said of Elvis, but, with more controversy.
As for plants, English ivy is beautiful, but it does go insane growth wise. My grandmother used to grow it, till it began growing her.
I can understand the memory of your brother and mother, too. That kind of thing never goes away, you can fill you head with a million great memories of them, but the bad ones are always there, hiding and waiting to slip out.
Have a great evening dear.
I disagree, don’t think he’s a pedafle at all. I do believe he’s a nut job, don’t get me wrong. Lisa Marie was on Oprah and she kind of gave the impression that she believed he loved her, she claims she loved him. I also got the impression that she didn’t think he was guilty either.
What ever happens, if he goes to prison, he won’t survive. He’s a skeleton now.
I was in the middle of a melt down over my brakes, so I missed the political discussion on the view, what happened? Do tell!
I want him to be innocent, but I think he’s guilty.
Hey Annie…I am missing myself lately. It has been so hetic here. I have been helping my husband with our business going on jobs with him and his guys. We are leaving on Thursday and he has been trying to catch up on work and on top of it…he had our neighbor, his brother, his sister that needed some work done and it wound up being big jobs. But in the meantime he had a job that had to completed by Wed…tomorrow but we finished it today. Now I have a bunch of running around to do tomorrow…last minute paking…get one of the dogs to the kennel…UGH!!! 17 hour drive on Thursday!! Oh yeah!! To be honest I have been so bad…I haven’t even been checking my emails. I just looked and I have 97 emails. Mostly stupid jokes I usually delete. Some I read…but most I can tell by the subject and I just delete delete delete. I decided to check my blog and saw you left a message there so I wanted you to know that I have been reading everyones and I just haven’t been commenting the past two weeks. I check late at night but I promise I will start commenting. I will be checking on everyone while we are gone. I am sorry I have been MIA so much!!! Say hi to Jan!!!
Oh Annie, so much to read. So much to say. So many feelings I feel when I read your posts.
You are strong and wise. Such a wonderful combination. A combination designed because of so much in your life, yet here you are. Strong and wise and wonderful. I am so proud to call you friend.
Love to you,
Lightfeather
I’ve been on the receiving end of that rage. I have a cap on my front tooth to prove it. I was 10. Luckily, my mom got help, and medicated. It was too late to spare me, but not too late to spare her, and “us.”
The AC was fixed as of 4PM yesterday. I set it at 67 last night, so that I could sleep under my flannel comforter and be cozy after 3 days of sweltering. It was glorious.
Michael Jackson hurts children. Period. Whether he’s molested them physically is almost irrelevant. He’s molested them emotionally. He’s manipulated them, and exploited them to make himself look better. They will all be scarred for life. How unbelievably sad.
I’ve been on the receiving end of that rage. I have a cap on my front tooth to prove it. I was 10. Luckily, my mom got help, and medicated. It was too late to spare me, but not too late to spare her, and “us.”
The AC was fixed as of 4PM yesterday. I set it at 67 last night, so that I could sleep under my flannel comforter and be cozy after 3 days of sweltering. It was glorious.
Michael Jackson hurts children. Period. Whether he’s molested them physically is almost irrelevant. He’s molested them emotionally. He’s manipulated them, and exploited them to make himself look better. They will all be scarred for life. How unbelievably sad.
I’ve been on the receiving end of that rage. I have a cap on my front tooth to prove it. I was 10. Luckily, my mom got help, and medicated. It was too late to spare me, but not too late to spare her, and “us.”
The AC was fixed as of 4PM yesterday. I set it at 67 last night, so that I could sleep under my flannel comforter and be cozy after 3 days of sweltering. It was glorious.
Michael Jackson hurts children. Period. Whether he’s molested them physically is almost irrelevant. He’s molested them emotionally. He’s manipulated them, and exploited them to make himself look better. They will all be scarred for life. How unbelievably sad.
I’ve been on the receiving end of that rage. I have a cap on my front tooth to prove it. I was 10. Luckily, my mom got help, and medicated. It was too late to spare me, but not too late to spare her, and “us.”
The AC was fixed as of 4PM yesterday. I set it at 67 last night, so that I could sleep under my flannel comforter and be cozy after 3 days of sweltering. It was glorious.
Michael Jackson hurts children. Period. Whether he’s molested them physically is almost irrelevant. He’s molested them emotionally. He’s manipulated them, and exploited them to make himself look better. They will all be scarred for life. How unbelievably sad.
I’ve been on the receiving end of that rage. I have a cap on my front tooth to prove it. I was 10. Luckily, my mom got help, and medicated. It was too late to spare me, but not too late to spare her, and “us.”
The AC was fixed as of 4PM yesterday. I set it at 67 last night, so that I could sleep under my flannel comforter and be cozy after 3 days of sweltering. It was glorious.
Michael Jackson hurts children. Period. Whether he’s molested them physically is almost irrelevant. He’s molested them emotionally. He’s manipulated them, and exploited them to make himself look better. They will all be scarred for life. How unbelievably sad.
I’ve been on the receiving end of that rage. I have a cap on my front tooth to prove it. I was 10. Luckily, my mom got help, and medicated. It was too late to spare me, but not too late to spare her, and “us.”
The AC was fixed as of 4PM yesterday. I set it at 67 last night, so that I could sleep under my flannel comforter and be cozy after 3 days of sweltering. It was glorious.
Michael Jackson hurts children. Period. Whether he’s molested them physically is almost irrelevant. He’s molested them emotionally. He’s manipulated them, and exploited them to make himself look better. They will all be scarred for life. How unbelievably sad.
I’m glad you aren’t silencing yourself anymore.
Lois Lane
i don’t want to believe he’s guilty. regardless of their verdict, i will always wonder. truth has a way of getting lost in the “system.”
it takes a strong person to step away from a negative environment, especially when it involves people we feel obligated to. your soul is so strong, your intuition perfected, and look what you have to show for it: a life to be proud of and happy to live. and you made it this way. congratulations for loving yourself enough to choose happiness and LIFE.
Since I am not on the jury, I can say freely that I too believe that Michael Jackson is guilty as charged. He may get off. Money usually helps. However, I am bothered by the extreme sentence that is proposed if he is found guilty. What is he actually guilty of? Having sex play with boys. I guess you can call him a homosexual pedophile, a gay man who likes young boys.
Today we regard such a person with disgust and suspicion, even though he is a recognized artist. There was once a very famous man (he is still famous today after half a millennium) who was a great artist, gay, and showed a taste for ten-year old boys. The Italians have named their principal airport after him: Leonardo da Vinci. He is buried in the cathedral in Florence, along with Galileo, Michaelangelo, Macchiavelli, Rossini, and many obscure kings of Italy.
Of course our present Michael is not as great an artist as either Michaelangelo or Leonardo, but our present disgust shows how far we are in our thinking from the Italians of the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries.
What real harm has Michael Jackson done? Young adolescent boys experiment with sexuality. They masturbate. They play masturbation games. They grow up to be normal, healthy men. Most of them marry, have children, are good to their wives, and are honored as grandfathers in their old age. How has Michael J. harmed these boys? Are we sure that the harm to them was not done by their own parents who were shocked to discover what they had been doing with Michael Jackson? If their own parents had a more relaxed and tolerant attitude toward such matters, who could say that Michael Jackson is guilty of anything other than being a little too familiar with strange boys? Does he really deserve a long sentence in prison?