Volume III. No. 40
 06-15-05
 The Man Who Is All Eyes For Michael Jackson
 author: Vance Cureton
 © Copyright 2005
 

 There is a man about town who believes that Michael Jackson is a pervert. 
 A pedophile. A child molester. His name is Tom Sneddon, Jr.  And for the 
 second time the King Of Pop has slithered out of his grasp. A jury of 
 Jackson's peers saw little merit in Sneddon's child molestation case, and 
 allowed the frail pop star to walk out of court and into the sunshine as 
 a free man.

 Oh the agony that Sneddon must feel inside. His is the life of the Santa
 Barbara, County D.A. A career man who has encountered the worst that 
 society can bring. The murderers, bank robbers, swindlers, kidnappers, 
 wife beaters, and maybe even a serial killer or two. But the child molester 
 is the worst breed of all because pedophiles do not have the excuse of 
 insanity that in some respects, offers a level of understanding to those 
 warped souls who kill other human beings for sport.

 Sexual attraction to children is repugnant. The specter of their precious 
 child being molested  - and potentially damaged  for life - is every parents 
 greatest fear. Nothing else even comes close. Tom Sneddon believes 
 Michael Jackson is just such a monster. A predatory ghoul disguised 
 behind the mask of an asexual Peter Pan.

 Sneddon is not alone in that belief. The sensationalized - almost to the
 point of hysteria - of such media networks as Court TV should only have 
 added to Sneddon's arsenal of weaponry against Jackson. Despite the 
 prosecutor's sympathizers on certain cable channels, the jury rejected 
 the case across the board. 

 The slander against Jackson that reigned supreme on the airwaves did 
 not make it into the jury room.

 There is a big question as to whether or not Sneddon was blinded by 
 his own zeal to get at Jackson. He claims he has no personal animus 
 against the pop star. Why then, would an such experienced district
 attorney blunder so badly?

 Sneddon believed the word of a family of grifters and opportunists. 
 Did he hear only what he wanted to hear? That Jackson was indeed
 a grown man with an eye for little boys, and this time he had him.

 In fact, Sneddon threw everything he could at Jackson, even engaging 
 in psychological warfare. Someone near to the prosecutor's office must 
 have leaked the grand jury testimony that scandalized the trial in the
 early days of the proceedings. 

 Heh. Heh. We hear the denials, already. 

 Then there was the army of police officers who trashed Jackson's beloved 
 Neverland Ranch as they executed a search warrant. Were these officers
 searching for Weapons of Mass Destruction? A tunnel leading to China? 
 Jimmy Hoffa?

 All of it was excess and is proof to objective observers as to how badly 
 Sneddon wanted "this" particular Peter Pan behind bars.

 So now, the defeated Sneddon does the talk show circuit, proclaiming
 what no one believes for a second. The lie that Michael Jackson was 
 just another perp. This abysmal case should never have been brought 
 to trial in the first place. More often than not, it takes evidence to convict 
 an individual of a serious crime. Not just a bad reputation. A jury of 
 rational people just will not send someone up the river to do hard time 
 on evidence that is as weak as tap water in a whiskey barrel.

 Water isn't whiskey. It won't pass the test.

 An experienced prosecutor such as Tom Sneddon, Jr. shouldn't need 
 anyone to remind him that without a certain professional detachment 
 and the patience to wait until the right moment to round up a posse, 
 the lawman doesn't always get his man.
 

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