You know what’s crazy? I’ll tell you what’s crazy!
People trying to capitalize on the death of Michael Jackson.
Selling T-Shirts and newly discovered music and commemorative plates seems like candy-striping compared to the latest merchandising revelation.
According to published reports; sleazy efforts are now underway to sell strands of the singer’s singed hair.
Yep, like wolves licking feces off the stomach of a slug, these sub-humans collected and kept burned hairs from the King of Pop after Pepsi turned him into a flaming briquette.
Can you imagine watching a human being catch on fire, only to ask someone if they have a baggie so you can preserve some of the burned flesh left at the scene?
That sounds like something out of a SAW Horror film, but not something that really happens.
As far as I’m concerned, the guy who does this has just punched his ticket to Hell. Hope you enjoy an eternity of gremlins rubbing a cheese graters over your eyes.
According to published reports, the hairs were collected by someone on the set of the Pepsi commercial. That man says he took off his coat to extinguish the flames on the singer’s head.
The fact that he used his coat to help put out the flames is laudable, the fact that he preserved the singed hairs is kind of sick.
According to CNN: The 12 singed hairs are coming up for sale along with a transcript of the man’s account of the accident.
Yeah, like I want a narrative of the incident to put up on the wall of my trophy room.
Here is a snippet from CNN:
“And then, as Michael on his cue, was supposed to come down the stairs the explosion went off and the first thing I noticed was – he was about half way down the stairs – and I noticed flame emanating from his hair. And it took me a moment to register what exactly was happening because there was so much lights and so many different things go on sic] it was a little confusing but I noticed his hair was on fire and I immediately rushed out from my position. I pulled my jacket off as I was running and proceeded to, when I reached him, put it over his head.”
Riveting stuff huh?
What nobody asks this man is; why he is whoring himself out to sell 12 strands of burnt hair for the equivalent of 1,600 dollars.
That’s roughly 133 dollars per hair. Such a deal, especially when you hear the man is also offering a signed colour photo of Jackson.
If a hair is worth 133 dollars, how much do you think a fingernail would be worth? How about Michael Jackson’s original nose?
Who buys strands of hair? Would you actually invite dinner guests to your home and proudly show singed hair preserved under glass? What kind of freak does that make you?
Just when you thought humanity had sunk to the lowest depths of Bernie Madoff’s shower scum, I hear another dark tale that reminds me that people have only evolved to slithering on the evolutionary chart of decency.
If you don’t find this story crazy, perhaps you’ll find it nauseating.