| [Christie] ( @ 2006-06-13 22:54:00 |
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Lies run sprints, but the truth runs marathons.

woo hoo!
that fuckin' dove lady. priceless, really. wish i'd have thought of it myself.
well, anyway. Today marks one year since Michael Jackson was acquitted. I've always known that he was innocent, my entire life i've been sure of it... but June 13, 2005 was something special. A day where others around the world were forced to shut their mouths and admit that they might have been wrong about Michael Jackson. And even if they didn't change their personal opinions, at least they were silenced. It was a long time coming, and a very hard road getting there-- but that day was important. It was needed. Now hopefully this year brings about a new era for Michael Jackson. One where he doesn't have to hide in fear of people trying to take advantage of him. One where he can feel comfortable in his own skin. One where he can make the most amazing comeback ever. Believe you me, he will. Mark my words, it's going to be incredible. But the vindication was inevitable, and it had to happen. It took a toll on him, but it also cast some of the negative attention and negative light away from his image, and that was one of the only good things to come of the bogus trial.
I don't remember a time that I was ever as stressed in my entire life... I don't remember a time where I was glued to the TV for such a long period of time. I watched the news every single day from 8AM-3PM. I wanted to know what was happening everyday, and witness it myself. The week of the jury deliberation I took off of work, knowing it was important that I see the outcome with my own eyes, at the moment it was happening. What I should have done was gone to California and been there myself. I regret that now. But I saw the verdict live on TV and I suppose that was the next best thing, but I will always look back and wish I had been there to see him and support him there.
The morning that the verdict was reached, I was bombarded by all my friends and family. I also recieved calls from MJ fans all around the world. I was rushing from my computer, to my TV, and talking on both my house and cell phone... Michael was given one hour to make it to the court house, and that entire hour was frantic. I was shaking and nervous, feeling sick to my stomach. When I saw his SUV's racing down the backroads, I had to get off the phone with everyone and just sit and watch alone. When I saw him step out of his car, he looked sickly, like death, so sad. i burst into tears for the first time... my mom called and was worried about me, but i couldn't talk to her. she was crying too. all my friends and family were watching and waiting, partly out of support from him, and mostly out of support for me.
When the verdict was read, i was on the floor praying, on my knees. praying for the first time in years... and then when the first verdict was read i started laughing and screaming. i could barely hear the rest of them, every time they read another "not guilty" i would scream "i fucking told you so, assholes! i knew it!!" after all ten counts, i got up and jumped around and screamed god-knows-what. Everyone started calling and i was just crying and laughing out of joy. it was fucking over.
my sister got home, yelling "HE'S INNOCENT! HE'S FREE! WE KNEW IT!" and we danced around. Then, we decorated my car with paint and went around town blasting Michael Jackson and getting reactions from people. It was awesome. We came home and made a cake and my whole family watched MJ DVD's with all his videos on them.
That was one of the happiest times of my life, but also one of the saddest. I cannot believe Michael had to go through all of that, twice. It was unfair the first time and outrageous the second time. People are so mean-spirited, it's amazing. Always out to get someone, always out to make a buck. There's a target on his back, just because he's "different." Well, I love him because he's different. Being different doesn't make a person a fucking criminal...
And i'm just glad he was found not-guilty. And to me, that means the same damn thing as INNOCENT. people can say all they want that not-guilty and innocent are two different things, but Michael Jackson has always been, and will always be innocent.

"In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope.
In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort.
In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream.
And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe."
-- Michael Jackson
if you have a few moments, watch one of these videos...

vindication.
(actual clips from the news from beginning to end.)

(video remix with clips from the news and MJ videos.)

the back of my car today

a little MJ on my hoodie ;)
laaaaast year:

mah car

the car again

happiness

craziness

fuckkk you tom sneddon!
and some of my favorite photos from the trial:

oooh pop that collar.

aw, mommy and daddy :)

fight fight fight ;)

awesome picture, he's badass.

beautiful...

after the verdict, the look in his eyes broke my heart.
i love you, Michael Joseph Jackson.