From the point of view of a non-attorney, I would be aghast at a client accused of serial homosexual child-molestation over decades giving interviews to the media. Granted, the interviewers didn’t dare suggest Sandusky was a homosexual pedophile but, still, allowing him to admit to “liking” young children was tantamount to permitting him to concede he was a Michael Jacksonite with similar preferences.
As with Michael Jackson, Jerry Sandusky liked young boys, although the MSM played down that predilection in both instances, preferring in Jackson’s case to present him as a lover of everyone, in Sandusky’s case as paternally affectionate toward boys and girls. Despite Jackson’s universal love and Sandusky’s fatherliness, neither was ever accused of paying inappropriate attention to females.
In both instances, the mainstreamers were engaged in a cover-up of the truth, that the King of Pop and the PSU assistant coach were gay pedophiles. The chief differences between the two seems to be that Jackson was never indicted and had smarter lawyers–but dumb doctors.
The main similarities are that both were delusional.
Even after his arrest on 40 counts of sexual abuse of 8 children over 15 years, Jerry Sandusky insisted his bizarre behavior was totally innocent and that his work on their behalf with his Second Mile Foundation was not grooming them as victims but benefitting them.
There are a number of remarkable parallels between Jackson’s and Sandusky’s delusions.
In Martin Bashir’s disturbing 2003 documentary, “Living With Michael Jackson,” the pop star proudly admitted to activities at his 3000 acre Neverland ranch that would shame normal people. “It’s what the whole world should do,” he told Bashir, among other things.
Jackson also said, ”I tuck them in and put a little like, er, music on and when it’s story time I read a book and we go to sleep with the fireplace on. I give them hot milk, you know. We have cookies. It’s very charming. It’s very sweet.” He asked Bashir, “Why can’t you share your bed? The most loving thing to do is to share your bed with someone.”
Sweet, if you’re the child’s parent. Loving, if the bed-sharer is a consenting adult.
One 12 year old boy said he asked Jackson if he could stay in his bedroom and Jackson replied, “Look, if you love me you’ll sleep in the bed.” Jackson believed children like to be touched and he would kill himself if he could not be close to young boys: “If there were no children on this earth, if someone announced all kids were dead, I would jump off the balcony immediately.” (http://tiny.cc/fxwnd)
In his defense, Jacksonphiles always bought into Michael’s persona as a man-child who saw nothing but innocence in his personal idiosyncrasies, a view that would absolve many pedophiles of any guilt whatsoever, even Jerry Sandusky.
Sandusky never jumped off any balconies nor dangled a baby from one. He is alleged to prefer shower rooms to balconies and fondling and raping to sleeping. His statements both to Bob Costas in a phone interview last month and more recently to the New York Times show an eerie similarity to Jackson’s.
Perhaps more amazing is that both interviews took place in the presence of his attorney.
For example, the 67 year old retired coach told Costas he wasn’t a pedophile then all but proved he was.
“I am innocent of those charges,” Sandusky said and defined what he meant by innocent: “I could say that I have done some of those things. I have horsed around with kids. I have showered after workouts. I have hugged them, and I have touched their legs without intent of sexual contact.”
As if a grown man showering with boys young enough to be his grandsons weren’t sufficient proof he was in fact guilty, when Costas asked him if he was sexually attracted to underaged children, there was a long pause before he responded, ”Sexually attracted, no. I enjoy young people, I love to be around them, but, no, I’m not sexually attracted to young boys.”
In the NYT sitdown, obviously cautioned on what to say and not say, he repeatedly emphasized his actions were motivated by a fatherly love of children, even blowing on their stomachs. My wife and I used to do that with our kids. We called them zorbits. We did it when they were babies and toddlers.
Sandusky concluded the latter interview by recognizing his inevitable zorbit-less future: “I’ll miss coaching, I’ll miss Second Mile, I’ll miss Second Mile kids. I’ll miss the relationships with all kinds of people. I’ll miss my own grandkids, I’ll miss my dog.” (http://bit.ly/sDmBP8)
Jerry Sandusky will miss more than that if he is convicted and tries zorbiting his cellmate. His brother-in-crime, Michael Jackson, got off more easily thanks to propofol.