I don't know whether Michael Jackson was guilty or not. I didn't peruse the evidence, nor sit on the jury. And I certainly didn't watch the E! re-enactments every night. I know what my gut tells me, but that's not saying much.
But I have to say that no one throws a post-apocalyptic freak show like California. The lady who released a dove for every not-guilty verdict? The guy who painted his hand silver? The only one missing was the John 3:16 guy in the rainbow wig.
That psychotic band of nutjobs made the goofballs in the Schiavo throng look like amateurs. To paraphrase The Cheesemistress: "There are a lot more people in the world than there needs to be."
Unlike the Rodney King verdict, there were no riots this time. But I did hear that some toddlers overturned a Tonka truck over at the Toys R Us in Santa Maria.
Posted by Jeff at June 14, 2005 07:17 AM | TrackBackThe funny thing is that the John 3:16 dude (Rockin' Rollen Stewart)is presently serving a life sentence in jail.
I believe at some point he held a bunch of people hostage.
Posted by: Lola at June 14, 2005 12:35 PMNo, I saw the John 3:16 guy rolling a hoop down I-275 today!
Posted by: cessna at June 14, 2005 10:15 PMWhat a circus that was! Thank god it's over!
Posted by: Sarah at June 18, 2005 01:00 PMWhich is the greater freak show? Michael Jackson or the throng of MJ fans who quit their jobs to party with the one-glove wonder?
Posted by: oregano at June 18, 2005 01:33 PM