Sycophantic Shmuley

Shmuley’s back to doing what he does best – grovelling so far up Michael Jackson’s backside, that he needs a miner’s lamp. Here’s a sample of his latest cringe-inducing piece.

Michael’s eloquence in the book made me fear that his words might be interpreted by some people as the rationalizations of a pedophile.

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But now that Michael Jackson has been acquitted, it seems proper that the conversations in the book should be put in the public domain. Despite many people’s lingering skepticism about the verdict, I believe there is still, perhaps, something to be learned from this man who once professed his undying love for children.

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The ancient rabbis of the Talmud proclaimed that words that emanate from the heart penetrate the heart. Michael’s admission that the prime motivator for his career was to gain the love that had eluded him as a child pierced my heart like a dagger and drew us closer as spiritual soul-friends.

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Comments like these from Michael touched my heart. He seemed uniquely capable of expressing how much children hunger for their parent’s validation and affection. Similarly, Michael seemed to believe in children more than any other person I had ever met. 

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Our relationship did make me a better father in many ways. Michael would always ask me if I had told my children I loved them that day while looking them in the eye. He would ask if I ate dinner with them and if I had read them a bedtime story. While I did many of these things before meeting Michael Jackson, the influence of his perspective reinforced my commitment to them.

 

Some will find it ludicrous that a rabbi and father of seven would confess a debt of gratitude to Michael Jackson for teaching him to be a more available parent. But two of the essential messages of Judaism are, first, that one must show gratitude under all circumstances, and second, as Maimonides so eloquently expressed it, one must “accept the truth regardless of its source.”