Like the lengthening of the days signals spring is around the corner, the seasonal uptick in football interest means the Super Bowl is coming up.
This blog doesn’t ordinarily cover sports. The national leagues – in particular the NFL – have degraded into vehicles for our rulers’ hatred of white people. TV commercials during Monday Night Football, let alone the Super Bowl, inundate their audiences with contempt. Like every other pop culture institution, professional sports has been weaponized by the ruling secular cult.
Some might just shrug and say that sportsball has always been cringe Boomer bait. Yet if you’re a member of Generation Y or older, you remember the days before the dark times.
It’s been 30 years since Super Bowl XXVII. That means there have been more Super Bowls since that one was played than from the event’s inception till then. But that one game played in Pasadena in 1993 set the pre-Ground Zero high water mark.
In fact, if you want a milestone that marked the start of the High 90s, you can make a good argument that Super Bowl XXVII was it.
To be precise, the Super Bowl XXVII Halftime Show starring Michael Jackson was it.
A friend recently brought up Jackson’s performance, and we revisited the video. Big Sportsball won’t let you embed the whole show, but I found some clips.
Just watch:
He just stood there like a statue for 2 whole minutes, and that was enough to command the 100,000-strong crowd’s applause.
Because he was a king.
And kings rule nations. Which means the entire concept presupposes nationalism.
“Hang on,” I hear you saying. “Michael Jackson was a performer – one who held some pretty liberal ideas – who was nicknamed ‘the King of Pop.’ What’s that got to do with national sovereignty?”
First, the personal wealth and power that Jackson amassed rivaled – or surpassed – that of history’s greatest monarchs.
He held a stadium full of people – and millions more at home – captivated not just on his every word; not just his every move, but on him.
But a picture speaks a thousand words, so look closely:
That’s the centerpiece of MJ’s halftime show finale.
If your gut reaction is to blurt out, “It’s a big globe surrounded by people from all different cultures. Clearly it’s globalist propaganda!”
Then you’re not paying attention.
And you’re forgetting the era that performance was given in.
Not only were the High 90s the dead cat bounce false recovery before pop culture Ground Zero, they marked the start of the downward slide in American race relations.
Throughout the 80s and the early 90s, hopes were high that America’s turbulent history of racial conflict were behind her.
Then the LA riots detonated that hope.
But Michael Jackson believed in the dignity of different peoples, and that we could get along.
Call it naĂŻve, but he put his money where his mouth was – donating all proceeds from the halftime show to charity in an effort to heal the wounds from the riots.
Ditto all profits from his smash hit Dangerous World Tour, which became the 10th highest grossing live tour of the 90s.
It was while recovering from illness on said tour that MJ wrote the underrated gem “Stranger in Moscow.”
Which is to say that by Clown World standards, Michael Jackson would merit cancellation for not wanting a global populace of undifferentiated gray goo.
As the foregoing exhibits show, that wasn’t his vision. He wanted Russians to be Russian, Africans to be African, and Americans to be American.
Yeah, he embraced some dodgy environmentalist stuff, but the notion that the Left has a monopoly on environmental stewardship is itself a Death Cult zombie meme.
And if you need more proof that Jackson threatened our current rulers’ plans, consider this timeline:
- January 31, 1993: Michael Jackson plays Super Bowl XXVII. The game’s ratings increase during halftime for the first time ever.
- February 10, 1993: Jackson gives Oprah Winfrey his first interview in 14 years. Instead of an amiable chat about his record-setting tour, she pumps him with prying questions about his home life growing up.
- August 25, 1993: Child sex abuse allegations lodged against Jackson by Evan Chandler go public.
- November 8, 1993: A taped phone call to Chandler from his ex-wife’s husband David Schwartz released. On the tape, Chandler brags of hiring lawyer Barry Rothman to humiliate Jackson. Chandler would later admits his son’s accusation against Jackson were made under the influence of sodium amytal.
- November 11, 1993: Last date of the Dangerous World Tour. Final box office grosses reach $140,000,000.
- December 22, 1993: In a live satellite broadcast from Neverland Ranch, Jackson professes his innocence and accuses the media of colluding to humiliate him.
- January 25, 1994: Jackson settles Chandler’s lawsuit against him for $23,000,000 at the behest of his insurance company TIG. Jackson’s lawyer will later explain that fighting the insurance company’s decision would have been difficult under California law. He would further state that Jackson never admitted to any wrongdoing and regretted settling.
- April 11, 1994: A California grand jury disbands without indicting Jackson on any criminal charges.
Crass documentaries aside, spending a few minutes online is enough to exonerate Jackson. The all-out hit job the media did on him now looks like the model for more recent unpersonings.
MJ blew the whistle on some of the same sleazy record industry practices that cost Ye over a billion dollars.
And he suffered a similar fate, losing his longtime, lucrative Pepsi deal, getting banned from Dubai, and having to cancel agreements to contribute music to the Addams Family Values and Sonic 3 soundtracks.
Although “Stranger in Moscow” ended up making the cut.
Jackson turned to painkillers to deal with the stress of his ordeal. We all know how that ended, so the first major media hit against a superstar not only damaged his career, it took his life.
Rest in peace, King.
Remember, folks: the same media machine that killed Michael Jackson hates you.
Don’t give them your attention.
Learn how here:
Dangerous was a dangerous album. It had NINE singles for a reason. Sonically, it was the perfect encapsulation and peak of R&B/New Jack Swing swing, but lyrically it was very intense. The man clearly legitimately loved people for being people, places for being places, and God for being God, and detested things being twisted and turned backwards. That’s mainly what the album is about, the world being turned inside out by people who simply wanted to wring dollars and power out of it. It’s no coincidence these shady groups tried to destroy him over it. When you look at his “environmentalism” through that lens, it makes more sense.
The timing of the allegations coming on after that album and tour was definitely no coincidence. To this day, I think South Park was the only pop culture favorite of the time to not throw him under the bus despite lack of evidence. It was weird at the time, but it makes sense now.
If you were a record industry vampire back in 1993, the Dangerous Tour was a shot right across your bow. One of the most popular and outspoken acts on Earth had staged a fabulously lucrative world tour without your help (Jackson got sponsorship from Pepsi, not his label). He had to be slapped back in line.
To his great credit, Jackson refused to be silenced to his dying day. But as recent events show, the record industry leeches have forgotten nothing and learned nothing.
Sony was always a rotten record label. Now with the music industry basically dead and buried, they’re even worse. Someone was leaking found MJ songs on YouTube last week and they were being taken down in record time. Can’t cash-in on his legacy if people get the songs for free.
They’ve been grubby like that for decades. A recent David Stewart video that mentioned the Vita’s proprietary memory stick reminded me of that fact. They’ve never be interested in making game consoles qua game consoles, but as Trojan horses for their harebrained schemes to make customers surround themselves with Sony peripherals.
“Black Or White” was playing on the ’90s retro station in the car yesterday as I was heading home from a run. It’s kind of crazy to think about how MJ’s message of colorblindness and equality has gone from an aspirational goal that most people agreed on to a dangerous right wing racist concept in the span of 30 years.
Colorblindness was always a stepping stone on the Death Cult’s march to full anti-white CRT. That’s not to besmirch people who really believed in a post-racial America. It was, as you said, a great aspiration. Only now can we see that it contained a poison pill.
Better is the video which portrays every single culture in the world as different as they actually are, and not as a mass blob of consumerists ready to be pumped for money, which would be called all sorts of names today if it came out now. MJ tried his best to unite people through his music, but it was still the ’90s–the decade where everything fell apart.
If he were still alive, he’d have been one of the high-profile cancellations of the BLM era.
Thank you for writing this! For years, when people around me have brought up the allegations against MJ I’ve tried to make clear the Death Cult conspiracy against him. I end up at best being patronized as naive, or worse, condoning atrocious behavior.
Anyway, it’s nice to see someone laying it out so clearly. He crossed the enemy and paid dearly.
“Lies run sprints, but the truth runs marathons.” – MJ
That MJ quote speaks to my aforementioned friend’s invocation of the old riff on that Virgil quote. Yes, a lie can go around the world before the truth gets its boots on. But the truth does get moving in time, and it has more endurance.
While I’ve learned not to trust Razorfist’s political takes, I will never have anything but respect for his unflinching support of Michael Jackson. His three part video series snapped me out of the lazy Media Consensus fog.
The man’s skill as an investigative journalist speaks for itself. His correction of the record on Michael Jackson was a public service and a work of mercy for the late calumniated star.
It was fascinating watching a clip of the guy playing Michael Jackson performing “Smooth Criminal” on the MJ Broadway show.
My sister had never seen MJ actually perform. She thought the guy was great. And technically, he was virtually flawless. Mimicked the MJ style perfectly, had a great voice.
But I watched it and shook my head. “No. It’s not the same. It’s good. But it’s not even close. Just watch.”
I showed her the music video of “Smooth Criminal”. After she picked her jaw up off the floor she said “Okay yeah. I get it.”
Looking back on it now, it’s so obvious the music industry tried to destroy MJ and Prince in order that they could buy up their property at low price. If they can’t control an artist, the next best thing is controlled demolition. Looking at that timeline, how it all starts with Oprah, man it feels like Clown World been around a long time. Ever since I was a kid I shared Prince’s massive distain of the music industry.
They’ve been doing this since near the beginning, with people like Bobby Fuller. I wrote a bit about it here:
https://wastelandandsky.blogspot.com/2022/11/weekend-lounge-last-song.html
Of all the different industries, the music industry has been the one most rife with corruption for the longest time. At this point, I wouldn’t be shocked to learn the Day the Music Died wasn’t planned. The amount of those old rockabilly guys that died young (and not via substance abuse or disease) is simply not normal.