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![]() ...Leaving Neverland changes everything. The most devout fans will continue to refuse to believe it, but their hero is unmasked now as what James Safechuck, after a quarter century of heartsick loyalty, was finally able to call “an evil man”. The difference this time is that these are not sordid criminal allegations which can be bought off or discredited. The documentary presents an intimate and wholly credible portrait of the emotional experience of two boys who loved Michael Jackson deeply, and who were sick with jealousy when they were supplanted by a younger model. There is an excruciating moment when you realise why his victims couldn’t bring themselves to testify against Jackson. So expertly had they been groomed, they didn’t even perceive what he had done to them as abusive. Only when James and Wade each had a child of their own was the wicked spell finally broken. Looking at their little boys, they realised that they could not have been complicit in the violation of their own innocence. The guilt was Jackson’s alone. “How could the mothers have let their little boys get into bed with a 30-year-old man?” That’s one of the many disturbing question thrown up by this programme. Following a nervous breakdown, Wade told his mum that he had no feelings for her whatsoever. James was quicker to realise that his parents had also been groomed by the wily superstar. Weren’t we all? It was evident for decades that, in Jackson’s big boy’s toystore, there lurked a real monster. Like Harvey Weinstein and Jimmy Savile, he was hiding in plain sight. If there is a broader message here, it’s that, in a contest between fame and morality, rightful conduct comes a very poor second to celebrity power. It’s no coincidence that, until now, only negligible entertainers like Savile and Gary Glitter have been held to account. Do You Wanna Be in My Gang hardly bears comparison with Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’, does it? Our worship of fame, idolatry in its worst sense, kept Michael Jackson safe and small boys in danger. https://www.telegraph.co.uk/men/thin...es-many-years/ |
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