Hillwood, Neverland and the Importance of being Honest
To explain my long silence all I can say is that surviving in the broil of lies and patriotic craziness here with little hope for a better future does not invite to a quiet analysis of Michael Jackson’s situation. It invites you to shutting yourself out and escaping from reality.
In my case the escape has taken the form of growing lilies on the window-sill and weeks spent on redesigning my garden, which also involved ordering a crazy number of new plants and will need a crazy amount of time for planting them in spring. This still has to be coped with, but at the very least it will be a distraction.
Why am I telling you this? Because when studying the various gardens in search for new ideas and harmonious color schemes Michael Jackson somewhat reminded me of himself – the garden that incidentally came my way demanded a comparison with Neverland and once again testified to a huge distortion in public perception of everything Michael did or didn’t do. Simultaneously the life story of the garden’s owner opened my eyes to some incredible details in our joint (Russian/American) history as well as the reality we now live in.
There is even something supernatural in this accidental chain of uncovering the truth – you look for one thing and find another and at some point all of it fuses together into one knot which gets untangled as if by some magic resulting in a totally new perception of things. And surprisingly, very often it is Michael Jackson who is the key to open the door to this new reality.
Let me no longer speak in riddles and explain how the incredibly different subjects fused together and came to be brought in one post.
The whole thing started with Hillwood garden in Washington D.C. the photos of which were found in some Russian blog. The blogger was in awe of the splendor of the garden and elegance of the various artwork collected by the owner of Hillwood estate, Marjorie Merriweather Post.
Marjorie Merriweather Post turned out to be a leading American socialite, who was famous for her lavish lifestyle, business acumen, four husbands, philanthropy, a fabulous collection of art and jewelry that used to belong to French and Russian nobility and for her unlimited wealth – she had several homes with an average of 100 rooms each and according to Wiki the net worth of her estate in today’s money is estimated at $5 billion.
Most of her money was amassed during the Great Depression in the US when people couldn’t afford coffee and had it replaced with a drink devised by Marjorie’s father called Postum (which was actually considered a healthier replacement as it was made of cereals).
Marjorie Merriweather Post (March 15, 1887 – September 12, 1973) was a leading American socialite and the founder of General Foods, Inc.
She was the daughter of C. W. Post and Ella Letitia Merriweather. At age 27, when her father died, she became the owner of the rapidly growing Postum Cereal Company, founded in 1895. She was subsequently the wealthiest woman in the United States, with a fortune worth about $250 million.
Though a shrewd businesswoman and dedicated philanthropist, the cereal heiress is most remembered for her extravagant tastes, which included many lavish homes and possessions.
In 1925 she built the largest apartment in New York history, with 54 rooms – including one room for ball gowns and a cold-storage room for furs – spread out over three floors.
Her 126-room Mar-A-Lago mansion in Palm Beach was built two years later. In 1985 it was purchased from the Post Family Trust by Donald Trump, who reopened it as a private club.
Post and her second husband, E. F. Hutton, owned Sea Cloud, the largest privately owned sea-going yacht in the world at the time. She also owned Camp Topridge in the Adirondacks, which she considered a “rustic retreat”. It included a fully staffed main lodge and private guest cabins, each staffed with its own butler. The expansive Great Camp, built in 1923 eventually contained nearly 70 buildings on 300 acres.
The home Post shared with her third husband Joseph Davies in Washington, DC, was called Tregaron. Their other mansion in Long Island is now the C.W. Post College at Long Island University.
The estate Post lived in after divorcing her fourth husband was the 25-acre Hillwood in Washington, D.C. and it was opened to public in 1977 as a museum to display her extensive French and Russian art collection.
Post died on September 9, 1973, in Washington, D.C.
It is interesting that though Post was born at the end of the 19th century by the time she died Michael Jackson was already fifteen, and there was a rather long period of time they shared (like a virtual grandmother and grandson).
So in theory the lavish style that evoked admiration for the cereal heiress should have been similarly accepted for Jackson who earned his money by hard work and touring, however the media perception of them is the opposite though their lifestyles cannot be even compared – look at the 126 rooms in just one of her homes and at 10 or so in his Neverland and you will realize the difference.
But what is okay for some is not okay for others for some reason. The media is still heavily ridiculing Michael for the millions he had to spend on the upkeep of Neverland and the “two floors occupied by his entourage on tours” though to every normal person it is clear that in his situation it was a necessity, while Mrs. Post’s thirst for splendor is not even a subject for discussion though her extravagance was a pure whim, indulgence and even public affront considering that it was taking place during the Great Depression.
Actually her lavishness earned her an informal (and respectful) title of “American royalty” while Michael, the true king of people’s hearts, is forced to defend his much more reserved lifestyle even after his death.
Or take the sculptures in Marjorie Post’s garden, for example.
The more you see of them the more you realize the hypocrisy of it all – what was considered “living artfully” for her would have been called “weird fantasy” for Michael. In fact, if he had had all those sculptures Marjorie Post possessed, he would have been ripped into pieces even more than he was.
And these could be easily called “minors in full frontal nudity”:
And if the following pieces had been in Neverland they would have made the central piece of “evidence” against their owner as these are apparently “young boys with their genitalia exposed”, and with some “weird” legs at that:
And what would the media say if Neverland had the following sculpture of a boy with a horn to his mouth? I am even afraid to think of their comments:
And as an icing on a cake there is a statue of “adolescent Eros” right in front of the house!
This statue of adolescent Eros is placed in the frontal part of the estate as if welcoming new arrivals and inviting them to this den of sin with a cunning little look on his face (joke).
But seriously, guys, if we forget for a moment that the adolescent Eros and other “naked minors” were in the garden of a successful socialite and imagine them in Neverland instead, what would be the result?
The media would be hysterical and haters would demand explanations “Why children-why naked-why so many???” The attackers would be digging up the names of ancient sculptors to prove that they were boy-lovers (and the owner of the estate was obliged to know it!) and the defenders would have to counter the attacks by feeble excuses that these are objects of art anyone can possess – the argument which will be readily laughed at and dismissed by the critics.
You will agree that the picture is realistic, but isn’t this reality totally preposterous too?
The constant need to explain most innocent situations in Michael’s life is indeed ridiculous – like, for example, having to explain why some fan sent Michael a book portraying boys playing on the beach and why another book of photos bore his inscription that this is the joyful life he would want for his children (both seized by Tom Sneddon as some “evidence”).
No nonsense like that is said about the Hillwood sculptures, however the horror of this double standard seems to be escaping people’s attention.
This example is also an illustration of how easy it is to blow things out of proportion, distort public perception and create a myth, and do it totally artificially beginning with the allegations proper in the first place.
This intentional malice is seen best when you compare what the media says about the Neverland sculptures with the bronze figures per se. The innocent sculptures portray boys and girls engaged in usual kids’ activities like riding a bicycle, playing with a dog, climbing bars and so on. However what is said about them is absolutely no joke.
NEVERLAND AND THE MEDIA
A recent article dated May 2015 referred to the Neverland lovely statues as “the craziest and most bizarre things on Michael Jackson’s property”. The text accompanying the photos is disgusting – it openly exploits the theme of “young boys”, presents the place as “crazy”, “creepy” and “bizarre” and mentions the 2003 molestation accusations saying no word about Michael’s full acquittal.
The idiocy of the text becomes obvious when you see the statues and compare word with reality, however the apparent discord doesn’t stop a certain Abigail Elise from repeating the old mantras. Her task is simple – to refresh the old lies earlier planted into people’s minds and not allow any different perception of Neverland from the one suggested by the media.
Neverland Ranch For Sale: Photos Of The Craziest And Most Bizarre Things On Michael Jackson’s Property
BY ABIGAIL ELISE ON 05/29/15 AT 1:10 PM
Michael Jackson’s Neverland Ranch is on the market for $100 million. Check out some of the most bizarre structures on the 2,700-acre property.
Photos taken in July of last year by Vice revealed that many of the property’s creepy features still exist — a water tower with a young boy sitting on a crescent moon, a carousel, a swing ride, the park’s train tracks, a cotton candy stand, a fake fortune teller, a full-sized Ferris wheel, a rotating ride known as “the Zipper,” and even a red and white-striped circus tent.
The property’s private zoo and amusement park are no longer in operation, but many structures and bizarre statues remain.
Jackson had a copper bathtub inside his 12,000 square-foot home on the Neverland Ranch in Los Olivos, California. After the 2003 investigation that accused the singer of child molestation, he claimed he didn’t want to live on the property anymore. Photo taken on July 3, 2009. PHOTO: REUTERS
What does a copper bathtub have to do with this story about “young boys”, except that it is making some thinly veiled innuendoes? The text is not only suggestive and biased, but is also factually wrong – the photos in Vice it refers to were taken in Neverland in 2007-2008 when Michael was still alive as three trespassers who raided the property at night explained and certainly not in “July of last year” as the author claims.
One of those three photographers (Jonathan H.) who broke into Neverland on several occasions had the courage to tell the real story and disprove the media verdict that “Neverland is the weirdest place on Earth”. It took him some time to write a kind of a confession in which he said that he couldn’t resist going to Neverland again and again, as he felt it to be a place to escape to from the world of cynicism and terror. He added that everything he saw there indicated that Michael was an innocent man.
Here are some quotes from his outstanding account:
“I’m writing this simply to tell a story. It’s a story that I didn’t really have the inclination to say before. Now that Michael’s “Ranch” no longer exists, and — rides dismantled — it simply stands as a bank-owned shadow of its former self, I wanted say a few things about my experience at Neverland, and the truth behind how I was able to get in.
In many ways, I feel this is sort of a confession. [..] As I write this, I still try to justify my actions by thinking how much Michael truly wanted to share his world. It was a genuine wish of his for everyone to understand things the way he did. And the world largely didn’t understand what he was trying to communicate with Neverland, so he abandoned it.
People have asked me over the past year what it felt like to be in Neverland at night, alone. Others asked me how I felt about Michael, after seeing Neverland, but I couldn’t completely answer that […].
Everything I saw at the Ranch indicated to me that he was an innocent man.
The times I spent at Neverland are among the most memorable moments of my life. Neverland allowed me to escape the cynical, xenophobic world of a country mired in war, terrorism, and daily reports of suicide bombers. They may have been only a few nights of escapism, at best, but they allowed me to put myself in the shoes of Michael — moon walking my own way among the soon-to-end dreamscape of a truly magnanimous soul. May you rest in peace, Michael; your dream will live on.”
The above piece is little known as the media promotes their standard story about “young boys” repeated by Abigail Elise last year, so it is all the more interesting to know the real message that Michael’s Neverland conveyed to a trespasser who despite all the surreal circumstances of his night visits could still manage to see it as a joyful and safe place and Michael’s dreamworld about a much better humanity.
Many are wondering why Michael was so nervous and anxious in the few months before his death. Putting aside the role of AEG Live in his situation just look at the media headlines in spring 2009 regarding the Neverland auction (arranged by Tohme without Michael’s authorization) and you will realize that the media nastiness alone could bring him to a brink of a nervous breakdown.
At that time he was only beginning to get over the shock of the trial, and though he was fully acquitted on all counts, it turned out that all the sacrifice and torture of it were in vain as in March-April 2009 it started all over again.
The ugly headlines were loud and hysterical and capitalized on the theme of “young boys” who were “naked” in the opinion of some media which was in full defiance with reality as the statues are actually the quintessence of innocence:
Neverland Filled With Booty Hole Naked Sculptures Of Boys??
Bossip (March 13, 2009): “No “man” should be surrounded by those types of items. Jacko is just a disgusting bottomless pit of pure pedophilia.”
Neverland Was Filled with Sculpted Boys
TMZ (March 12, 2009) Michael Jackson has fired off another legal attack in the hopes of keeping his personal creepy stuff from Neverland off of the auction block — but these legal papers come fully equipped with an item-by-item breakdown of every bizarre, disturbing item on his property. Warning: It gets weird…
Jackson’s Neverland Ranch Filled With Statues of Small Boys
Zimbio.com: It’s no surprise the former king of pop is trying to kill the auction, especially after TMZ released an alleged list of all the items set to be sold. The list includes 2,952 items, many of them works of art, including statues of young boys. The guy really loves little boys, not exactly surprising.
JACKSON’S CREEPY CHILDREN STATUES COLLECTION
GlamourVanity.com: Checking out the new photos of the auctioned stuff I freaked out in seeing these children statues that, judging by the pics, were placed in the garden. Looking at these statues I just can’t help but think of the pedophilia scandal Jackson was involved in 2005.
Auction of Michael Jackson’s sinister child-friendly art and toys called off
The Daily Mail: “Surreal: Bronze figures of children feature heavily in the auction.”
The contrast between the pictures and what the media screams about them is so evident that the liars’ only chance is that readers will not go further than the headlines and will never look at the sculptures – which is exactly what the media counts on in order to reach the desired negative effect.
Well, it’s high time they stopped making fool of themselves – their tricks and agenda are so obvious that it isn’t funny any more. These vile manipulations with the truth are already backfiring as this unjustified sneer and scorn for Jackson strips all the media of their credibility, and this will be a sort of retribution these people will bring upon their heads with their own hands.
There is nothing creepy or bizarre about the Neverland sculptures. The copy of the bronze called “Snapshot”, for example, was purchased by the city of Lakewood in 1994 as its first piece of public art. Kathy Berls, president of the Lakewood Arts Council that chose the work said that Lakewood officials had no idea who the persons the sculpture featured (and probably didn’t know that its original was in Neverland).
The bronze depicts young Michael with friends and was commissioned from artist Jane DeDecker 20 years ago. Its story is told by Michael’s fan (UK loves MJ):
“Jane met Michael Jackson at an arts festival in Los Angeles in 1992. She had a booth on Santa Monica Boulevard, and he stopped to admire her work. Within ten minutes they were surrounded by fans, and Michael fled. The next day he returned in disguise, bought two pieces, and visited with DeDecker for nearly an hour. After that meeting, he commissioned her to make this piece, “Snapshot,” a candid scene of Michael and his friends. He sent her photographs for the work, pictures that she still has. DeDecker put a baseball glove on Jackson’s left hand which delighted him. Says DeDecker, “I just kept everything low-key, and I think he (Jackson) wanted it that way. He was just such a kind man. He loved my work and was always so supportive of me.”
She says “Snapshot” isn’t so much about Jackson as it is about multiculturalism and youth. “And that is still paramount.”
Characters in the sculpture, from the left: Gary Coleman holding a camera; a friend of the sculptor’s; Brandi Jackson Michael’s niece; Janet Jackson Michael’s sister standing; Macaulay Culkin; Michael Jackson; and Brett Ratner a film maker friend of Jackson’s drinking a Coke. The little boy at the rear is a friend of the artist.
The original work is in Michael’s Neverland sculpture garden. The bronze in Lakewood is a copy [..].
The same fan tells the story of the Neverland “Circle of Peace” sculpture. It was created by Utah artist Gary Price, who said that it was “a popular piece of artwork” which “is commissioned in three, five and seven children making up the circle”. So the piece was not made specially for Michael Jackson and is quite popular with other customers too (are all of them “weird” I wonder?).
The idea behind the circle of children playing is beautiful and is actually the essence of everything Michael believed in:
“A beautiful piece chosen by Michael, the life-sized bronze sculpture depicts children from different ethnic backgrounds, including a child with Down syndrome, holding hands in a game of Ring Around the Rosie. Artist Price described the work as ‘Portraying children from all walks of life playing with and enjoying each other. The circle that the children form represents the continuum of humanity. The clasped hands represent the interaction and cooperation, together with compassion and respect, which engenders humanity. Respect for each other’s uniqueness bridges the gap between any indifference.
“I created a space in the circle and it is fascinating to watch children interact with the piece. Quickly, they notice the gap and instantly clasp the two outstretched hands and complete the circle. Each and every person is a vital element in this wonderful circle of life’. This piece is a popular piece of artwork and is commissioned in 3.5. and 7 children making up the circle.”
The ‘Circle of Peace’ has been returned to Neverland and now surrounds a bed of flowers.”
Only complete cynics can claim that those innocent figures may be suggestive of any filth. And the sculptures in Neverland are definitely a much more pleasing sight than some in Marjorie Post’s collection:
These are of course not the best Hillwood estate specimen as the majority of its artwork is indeed first-class.
To name only a few there are ancient icons, French furniture, tapestry and porcelain there, two Faberge eggs, a diamond diadem that once belonged to Napoleon’s wife and the nuptial crown worn by the last Russian empress at her wedding ceremony.
And this is exactly the point that brings us to another side of the story – the way Mrs. Post acquired those gorgeous objects of art, at least those of them associated with the Imperial Russia, the ones her collection started with at all.
No, no, there was nothing criminal there. Marjorie Post officially got them from the Soviet government that was mindlessly selling the national treasures at minimal prices hoping that this way they would get hard currency for ‘industrialization’ of the country. The money collected was scarce while the losses for museums were colossal, however this was happening mostly in 1929-1933 after which this horrible practice was supposed to cease.
However Mrs. Post acquired her objects of art much later and it is the years when it took place that is giving me shudders. The years were 1937-1938 when her third husband, James Davies was an US Ambassador to the Soviet Union.
Outsiders wouldn’t certainly know what this period meant for our history. This was the time of the biggest Stalin purges when more than 700,000 innocent people were shot dead (1000 people a day for two years) and several million more died in labor camps where they were sent on framed-up charges. The years are called the time of Terror … but what does it have to do with Marjorie Merriweather Post?
I had no idea either and Wiki explained it, and the explanation will be no less interesting to you than it was to me (same as to some Stalin’s apologists if there any here):
“In 1935 Post married her third husband, Joseph E. Davies, a Washington, DC, lawyer. Before the couple divorced in 1955, they lived in the Soviet Union from 1937 to 1938, while he served as the second American ambassador to the Soviet Union. During this time, Davies and Post acquired many valuable Russian works of art from Soviet authorities.
During the 1930s, the Soviet government under Joseph Stalin began selling art treasures and other valuables seized from the Romanov family and former Russian aristocrats after the Russian revolution to earn hard currency for its industrialization and military armament programs.
Critics have claimed that these items were expropriated; however, Post and Davies’s transactions were from the recognized governmental authority. Neither she nor Davies was involved with the original seizing of the items.
Allegations later surfaced that many works of art from the Tretyakov Gallery and other collections were either donated or offered at nominal prices to Post and Davies, who were both art collectors.
Davies is also alleged to have purchased art expropriated from Soviet citizens well after the Russian Revolution, including victims of Stalin’s Terror at discount prices from Soviet authorities.
A word about Mrs. Post’s husband – Joseph Davies:
While Davies’ predecessor, William Christian Bullitt, Jr. had been an admirer of the Soviet Union who gradually came to loathe Stalin’s brutality and repression, Davies remained unaffected by news of the disappearance of thousands of Russians and foreigners in the Soviet Union throughout his stay as U.S. Ambassador. His reports were pragmatic, optimistic, and usually devoid of criticism of Stalin and his policies.
Davies attended the Trial of the Twenty One, one of the Stalinist purge trials of the late 1930s. Despite widespread evidence to the contrary, he was convinced of the guilt of the accused, although he was a lawyer himself. His opinions were at odds with most of the non-Stalinist press of the day, as well as those of his own staff, many of whom had been in the country far longer than Davies. The career diplomat Charles Bohlen, who served under Davies in Moscow, later wrote:
“Ambassador Davies was not noted for an acute understanding of the Soviet system, and he had an unfortunate tendency to take what was presented at the trial as the honest and gospel truth. I still blush when I think of some of the telegrams he sent to the State Department about the trial.”
For some unknown exploits (possibly, a friendship with the regime) Stalin awarded Davies with the Order of Lenin, the highest form of distinction in the Soviet Union. Considering all that, as well as Davies’s undisputedly benign attitude to the tyrant and the couple’s passion for collecting art I wouldn’t be surprised if the allegations about donations to them or sale of treasures at nominal prices were actually true – especially since by that moment the sell-out practice had long ceased and no one else but them were allowed to buy.
However even this is not an end to the story. Wiki refers to a certain book by Tim Tzouliadis called “The Forsaken: An American Tragedy in Stalin’s Russia” which says that Ambassador Davis also had a surprisingly indifferent attitude to the fate of his own countrymen who found themselves trapped in the SU.
This was something completely novel to me and though the book itself is unavailable online (except for some pages on Amazon) the reviews of it made a thrilling read. They provided not only the details, but said that “the American Ambassador actively misinformed Roosevelt to protect his own lavish lifestyle”:
“In the 1930’s the US was going through an enormous economic decline and rampant unemployment. The USSR seemed attractive to many Americans: the country was stabilizing after the October Revolution, in the middle of what was considered a grand social experiment – the first communist country. This was exciting at the time – a young country that had just overthrown Tsarist rule and was trying a new, radical form of government. Thousands of Americans emigrated, searching for work and prosperity, feeling like the original American pioneers looking for fortune in an unknown land. They found work, brought over their families, started a prosperous immigrant society. Russia in the 30’s even had baseball leagues and English language newspapers. Henry Ford did good business with Stalin and helped him set up an automobile construction plant, manned by American engineers and workers.
In the second half of the decade, the Stalin regime started becoming more paranoid, arresting and detaining some of the original revolutionaries in its drive to consolidate its power. This process would become completely unhinged as the years went by, leading to the arrest of hundreds of thousands of people — including the American immigrants. Many of them ended up in the Gulag “corrective labor camps” – concentration camps in Northeast Russia, mainly there to mine gold and later uranium in the most horrible circumstances. The vast majority of the prisoners died within a few months of arrival, necessitating ever more new prisoners to keep the gold flowing. It’s hard to wrap your mind around the amount of people who died in those camps.
Meanwhile, the American embassy in Moscow was completely ineffectual in trying to protect US citizens or get them released from the Gulag system. One American ambassador [Davies] actively misinformed Roosevelt to protect his own lavish lifestyle. The fact that most of the immigrant Americans were forced to release their passports and take on Russian nationality didn’t help. The end result is that thousands upon thousands of Americans were basically abandoned to their fate.”
“The real value of his book is in chronicling the extraordinarily supine behaviour of American bureaucrats and politicians towards the fate of their fellow-countrymen. Even before their arrest, most of the Americans were, in effect, prisoners: with their passports confiscated they were involuntary Soviet citizens. But the only people who might have helped saw no reason to do so. Diplomats in America’s newly established embassy in Moscow regarded all the migrants as communist sympathisers who had thrown in their lot with the system. Some were, but many were not. Yet the diplomats put every obstacle and delay in the way of desperate people who were risking instant arrest for even contacting the embassy, for example by demanding that fees for replacement passports be paid in dollars at a time when possession of hard currency was a criminal offence.
America’s ambassador, Joseph Davies, was an idle, gullible, Stalin-loving art collector. When the case of a missing American was half-heartedly raised by a subordinate, he promptly apologised to the Russians. Even when Americans working as locally hired staff at the embassy were arrested, nobody complained. George Kennan, a diplomat, eventually realised what was happening and wrote an eloquent memo. But nobody acted.
A handful of survivors returned to tell their story to an often disbelieving public. Mr Tzouliadis has unearthed scandalous nuggets from the American archives. In that sense, he is right in his comforting assertion that “the truth, although it may be initially disbelieved, will always surface eventually.” http://www.economist.com/node/11880197
Davies and his heiress wife at the time, Marjorie Merriweather Post, come across as decadent royalists of the let-them-eat-cake variety.
Davies is best known for his embarrassingly gushing book, Mission to Moscow, which endorsed the Moscow show trials as legitimate and was made into a wartime movie by Warner Brothers.
Post, for her part, spent most of her time in Russia buying up art and antique treasures that had been plundered from the murdered or exiled aristocracy. They now fill up her Hillwood Estate in Washington, DC, open for public viewing.
The reviewers also add that during those years –
“Davies was courting personal favors from Stalin and his henchmen, while at the same time he and Marjorie were cruising the Baltic in one of Marjorie’s yachts and buying up Russian national treasures looted by the Bolsheviks in the early days of the revolution”.
Well, to me this couple comes across as extremely pragmatic opportunists whose personal comfort was on the top of their priority list and who could turn a blind eye to any atrocity or be easily convinced that they were justified as long as they had a chance to maintain their royal lifestyle and replenish their collection with unique objects of art. What a great illustration that elegant greed and powerful brutality can make perfect friendship and go together even despite the difference of political systems in their yards.
And this factor somehow doesn’t allow me to fully enjoy the beauty of those Hillwood exhibits and makes the simple bronze figures of children in Michael’s Neverland much more heart-warming and dearer than all the treasures in Mrs. Post’s house – even despite the media efforts to prove otherwise.
Another thing that caught me eye is that in contrast to Davies who lived in Soviet Russia for two years and still didn’t realize or care who Stalin was, the much more perceptive and caring Jackson who was there a couple of days only half a century later nevertheless noticed the long and lingering shadow of the deceased tyrant. And though the year 1993 was the time of his own worst personal trouble he was still worried and sang in his “Stranger in Moscow”:
“Stalin’s tomb won’t let me be…”
You may wonder why I raised here the matters so uncharacteristic for this blog. The first reason is that the ghost has turned out to be very much alive and this is a source of worry for me too.
Another reason is that people should know the truth no matter in what way, shape or form it is coming. To me these small bits and pieces came in the strangest assortment possible and it is in the same way that I am relating them to you too.
And one more factor is a slowly growing understanding that we have probably been gathered by Michael not only because of the need to defend his good name. Most of us are intolerant to lies and this is why we are here in the first place. But this may also be Michael’s message to us all – now that you’ve found each other try to fight lies and make people understand that there is nothing more valuable than the truth.
His own fate showed that lies are lethal. Lies are not just mere trifles to be used at people’s whim for someone’s entertainment, profit, ratings or convenience. Lies kill. They kill separate individuals like Michael or whole masses of people while corrupting or at least confusing everyone else. And there is no end to this process unless the truth stops it. Truth is the only power on earth that may be a barrier to this slide to destruction and the only force that can also pacify and heal.
And this is probably the main reason for this post.