Post by MichaelsGurl on Jun 9, 2004 11:38:03 GMT -5
I found this on MJNI, i found it rather interesting...
I've just been reading J Randy Taraborrelli's updated Magic & The Madness and the chapter entitled "Michael stands naked" which is about the 1993 strip search was a very disturbing read.
I've copied it below for anybody who hasn't read the book to read. I'm interested to know your thoughts:
"Upon Michael's return to the United States, he was immediately served with a warrant for the long-threatened strip search by the police. According to the order, officers expected to examine, photograph and videotape Michael's entire body, 'including his thingy, anus, hips, buttocks and other parts of his body. Michael Jackson should be notified' according to the order, 'that he has no right to refuse the examination and photographs. Any refusal to cooperate with this order will be admissable in court and an indication of his guilt.' Also, it was explained to his attorney's that if he didn't cooperate, the police would probably just arrest him on 'probable cause' and take him away in handcuffs, in front of photographers. This scenario was more than anyone in the camp could even fathom.
Apparently, Jordie had claimed that Michael had distinguishing marks on his genitals. He even drew a diagram of Michael's thingy on a napkin for police and wrote on it: 'Michael is circumcised. He has short pubic hair. His testicles are marked with pink and brown marks. Like a cow, not white, but pink colour. He has brown patches on ass, on his left glut.'
The police were now determined to learn if Jordie's description was accurate. If so, then he had obviously seen Michael Jackson unclothed.
The photo session, set for 20 December, promised to be as torturous an experience as Michael ever had in his life. Present from Santa Barbara would be its District Attorney Thomas Sneddon, as well as a detective, photographers and a doctor. From Los Angeles, were Michael's attorneys, Johnnie Cochran and Howard Weitzman, and Dr. David Forecast, one of Michael's physcians from the United Kingdom, as well as another detective and another photographer (employed by Michael), all of whom arrived by helicopter.
After everyone had arrived at Neverland, it took Johnnie Cochran and Howard Weitzman an hour to get Michael to leave his bedroom and go into the parlour, where the photos were to be taken. Finally Michael came into the room wearing a brown robe. It was agreed that his attorneys and Sneddon would not be present for the photos. Bodyguard Bill Bray was allowed to remain, as would the two detectives, the two photographers and two doctors.
As everyone was getting settled, Michael took a look at one of the detectives and for no reason anyone could think of, began shouting at him. 'You! Get out! I don't want you here for this. Get out!' Michael then tried to storm from the room. However, one of the doctors grabbed him. Michael seemed agitated beyond all measure and actually seemed high, though everyone present hoped that was not the case.
Finally, an anguished Michael was told to stand on a platform in the middle of the room. He was still wearing a bathrobe. 'Please don't make me do this,' he said, his doe-like eyes watery. 'This is terrible. Don't make me.'
'Sir, we have no choice,' said one of the detectives.
Then, while standing on the platform and staring at a picture of Elizabeth Taylor on the wall, Michael took off his bathrobe. Under it, he wore a bathing suit.
'You'll have to take that off, sir' said the detective.
Still staring at the photograph of Elizabeth, Michael slipped off the bathing suite... under which he had on boxers.
'Sir, please.'
Crying softly now, Michael slipped off the boxers and stood, naked, stripped not only of his clothing but of the one illusion he'd always had: that of his invincibiliy. All eyes went straight to his thingy, which did not appear to be circumcised.
'Is the subject circumcised?' asked the doctor. Everyone stepped in for a closer look.
'Yes, he is...'
'No, he's not...'
'Oh my God' Michael whimpered. He looked dizzy, as if about to faint.
'You don't know?' asked one of the detectives of Michael's physcian.
Michael's medic became indignant. 'Sir, I have never seen his thingy before now.'
'Well the subject is clearly NOT circumcised' decided the other doctor, finally. He made a note of his finding.
Yes, he did have patchy coloured skin on his buttocks, as Jordie described.
Yes, he had short pubic hair.
Yes, his testicles were marked pink and brown.
However, no matter how many ways they looked at it, all seemed to agree that his thingy was uncircumcised. But, did that matter? In fact, an uncircumcised thingy can look circumcised when aroused. If Michael had been sexually excited when seen by Jordie, would anyone, let alone a thirteen-year-old boy know if he was circumcised or not? But there was now doubt about the identity in question.
'I then took photographs of Jackson's thingy,' said Gary Spiegel. 'First the right side, then the left. When I was photographing the left, the D.A.'s doctor told Michael Jackson to lift up his thingy. He didn't want to, so there was a lot of discussion about that. Finally he did it. Then, he angrily jumped off the platform. 'That's it,' Jackson said. 'That's enough.' He put on his robe and stormed out.
Michael's lawyers stomped down the hall to get their client back before the waiting cameras. Then after fifteen minutes of cries, shrieks and pleas - silence. Michael Jackson had been broken. He pounded his bare feet hard against the wood floor, moving towards the room he had worked so hard to make perfect for guests.
'When this whole thing is done, I want pictures of YOU' Michael said, pointing angrily at one of the photographers, 'and you, too' he said, jabbing his finger at the other one.
Again, Michael stood naked. More pictures. Then, videotape.
'Please' Michael said, his tone now pleading. 'Can we stop now?'
One of the doctors pulled out a ruler.
'That's it', said Michael's physician. 'Mike, get dressed. This is a joke. I can't believe it myself.'
Michael quickly put on his robe. 'Don't you ever, ever, ever let that happen again' he said, unleashing his anger on poor Bill Bray, who just sat in the corner the whole time looking mortified."
This was posted by Sir Matty Jam II on MJNI.
Personally, I think this is awful..Can u just imagine the humiliation he faced..If i was Mike that day would never get outta my head. I would feel so violated..That is so terrible.. :'(He did it for no reason..I don't understand it..He is going through the same thing today, if not worse..That is so awful
I've just been reading J Randy Taraborrelli's updated Magic & The Madness and the chapter entitled "Michael stands naked" which is about the 1993 strip search was a very disturbing read.
I've copied it below for anybody who hasn't read the book to read. I'm interested to know your thoughts:
"Upon Michael's return to the United States, he was immediately served with a warrant for the long-threatened strip search by the police. According to the order, officers expected to examine, photograph and videotape Michael's entire body, 'including his thingy, anus, hips, buttocks and other parts of his body. Michael Jackson should be notified' according to the order, 'that he has no right to refuse the examination and photographs. Any refusal to cooperate with this order will be admissable in court and an indication of his guilt.' Also, it was explained to his attorney's that if he didn't cooperate, the police would probably just arrest him on 'probable cause' and take him away in handcuffs, in front of photographers. This scenario was more than anyone in the camp could even fathom.
Apparently, Jordie had claimed that Michael had distinguishing marks on his genitals. He even drew a diagram of Michael's thingy on a napkin for police and wrote on it: 'Michael is circumcised. He has short pubic hair. His testicles are marked with pink and brown marks. Like a cow, not white, but pink colour. He has brown patches on ass, on his left glut.'
The police were now determined to learn if Jordie's description was accurate. If so, then he had obviously seen Michael Jackson unclothed.
The photo session, set for 20 December, promised to be as torturous an experience as Michael ever had in his life. Present from Santa Barbara would be its District Attorney Thomas Sneddon, as well as a detective, photographers and a doctor. From Los Angeles, were Michael's attorneys, Johnnie Cochran and Howard Weitzman, and Dr. David Forecast, one of Michael's physcians from the United Kingdom, as well as another detective and another photographer (employed by Michael), all of whom arrived by helicopter.
After everyone had arrived at Neverland, it took Johnnie Cochran and Howard Weitzman an hour to get Michael to leave his bedroom and go into the parlour, where the photos were to be taken. Finally Michael came into the room wearing a brown robe. It was agreed that his attorneys and Sneddon would not be present for the photos. Bodyguard Bill Bray was allowed to remain, as would the two detectives, the two photographers and two doctors.
As everyone was getting settled, Michael took a look at one of the detectives and for no reason anyone could think of, began shouting at him. 'You! Get out! I don't want you here for this. Get out!' Michael then tried to storm from the room. However, one of the doctors grabbed him. Michael seemed agitated beyond all measure and actually seemed high, though everyone present hoped that was not the case.
Finally, an anguished Michael was told to stand on a platform in the middle of the room. He was still wearing a bathrobe. 'Please don't make me do this,' he said, his doe-like eyes watery. 'This is terrible. Don't make me.'
'Sir, we have no choice,' said one of the detectives.
Then, while standing on the platform and staring at a picture of Elizabeth Taylor on the wall, Michael took off his bathrobe. Under it, he wore a bathing suit.
'You'll have to take that off, sir' said the detective.
Still staring at the photograph of Elizabeth, Michael slipped off the bathing suite... under which he had on boxers.
'Sir, please.'
Crying softly now, Michael slipped off the boxers and stood, naked, stripped not only of his clothing but of the one illusion he'd always had: that of his invincibiliy. All eyes went straight to his thingy, which did not appear to be circumcised.
'Is the subject circumcised?' asked the doctor. Everyone stepped in for a closer look.
'Yes, he is...'
'No, he's not...'
'Oh my God' Michael whimpered. He looked dizzy, as if about to faint.
'You don't know?' asked one of the detectives of Michael's physcian.
Michael's medic became indignant. 'Sir, I have never seen his thingy before now.'
'Well the subject is clearly NOT circumcised' decided the other doctor, finally. He made a note of his finding.
Yes, he did have patchy coloured skin on his buttocks, as Jordie described.
Yes, he had short pubic hair.
Yes, his testicles were marked pink and brown.
However, no matter how many ways they looked at it, all seemed to agree that his thingy was uncircumcised. But, did that matter? In fact, an uncircumcised thingy can look circumcised when aroused. If Michael had been sexually excited when seen by Jordie, would anyone, let alone a thirteen-year-old boy know if he was circumcised or not? But there was now doubt about the identity in question.
'I then took photographs of Jackson's thingy,' said Gary Spiegel. 'First the right side, then the left. When I was photographing the left, the D.A.'s doctor told Michael Jackson to lift up his thingy. He didn't want to, so there was a lot of discussion about that. Finally he did it. Then, he angrily jumped off the platform. 'That's it,' Jackson said. 'That's enough.' He put on his robe and stormed out.
Michael's lawyers stomped down the hall to get their client back before the waiting cameras. Then after fifteen minutes of cries, shrieks and pleas - silence. Michael Jackson had been broken. He pounded his bare feet hard against the wood floor, moving towards the room he had worked so hard to make perfect for guests.
'When this whole thing is done, I want pictures of YOU' Michael said, pointing angrily at one of the photographers, 'and you, too' he said, jabbing his finger at the other one.
Again, Michael stood naked. More pictures. Then, videotape.
'Please' Michael said, his tone now pleading. 'Can we stop now?'
One of the doctors pulled out a ruler.
'That's it', said Michael's physician. 'Mike, get dressed. This is a joke. I can't believe it myself.'
Michael quickly put on his robe. 'Don't you ever, ever, ever let that happen again' he said, unleashing his anger on poor Bill Bray, who just sat in the corner the whole time looking mortified."
This was posted by Sir Matty Jam II on MJNI.
Personally, I think this is awful..Can u just imagine the humiliation he faced..If i was Mike that day would never get outta my head. I would feel so violated..That is so terrible.. :'(He did it for no reason..I don't understand it..He is going through the same thing today, if not worse..That is so awful