☆ENGLISH ONLY☆コミュのThe Artical that roared

I found a copy of an artical I wrote a while ago that caused a big stink at the Japan Times New paper office. They decided not to print this because they were afraid of Janet Jacksons record company (Sony). That was not acceptable to me at the time. I know this is long but it is also all true and it shows that was is no freedom of the press at the Japan times on this day.



TOKYOSOUL


I had been soul searching for a week trying to decide if I should share the
disenchantment that I'm now feeling for Janet Jackson with the JT readers. I have been met with
nothing but resistance from people that I told my story to. It appears that no one really wants to hear
the truth about their idol.

I went up on the net and found "The Friends of Janet Jackson" chat room. I told my story and
got permanently booted off the channel. For the rest of my life! Why ? I was only telling the truth! Then
I sent some personal e mails to my friends explaining how I felt and what I saw. I used some words that
would not be appropriate in mixed company. I asked that the story be passed on "after" the language
was cleaned up. Some one passed it on as it was. Ohh no! And it got into the hands of some very
sensitive/up-tight black women living in the states working at some positions in the government.

The shit hit the fan. I used some pretty strong language like Bitch and Dyke. I apologize to
anyone that may have been offended. But all of my comments were aimed at Janet Jackson, no one else.
The comments where not intended to include all women, just Janet. I admit, I am not always socially
correct in my ways. And I may not always be the best role model, because I tell it like I see it. My
opinions are not that of any publication, they are my own.

Well, these two women didn't care for my attitude and they flamed my butt off! Teamed
up on me and called me a disgrace to my race and all decent black brothers. Said I have deep rooted
problems that I should have professional help dealing with. I told them they were the best examples I
have found yet for interracial marriages. Plus several other things that I can't mention in this column.
Up tight militant sistas. That can't see the forest for the trees. They never should have started up with
me. Besides, the second lady was responding after reading an email that was sent to her friend, not
her. She just jumped into the conversation without being invited. So I took off the gloves and hit way
below the belt several times. I am not proud of what I did. But some times you have to make exceptions.
I am not going to take verbal or any other kind of abuse from anyone when I'm in the right, without
striking back.

Here is how all this madness started:
I was in the new place across from club Asia in Tokyo's Shibuya district named VUENOS Tel#
03 5458-5963 onJan 14th for the official Janet Jackson Velvet Rope after party. I had already
mentioned this event in my column and urged everyone to check it out. I had several friends involved in
the production and I always like to do my part for our local artist. Now I know some of you out there
may not agree with me on this but, In return, I expect just a little consideration and respect from those
involved, including the artist. This seems only natural to me. Up until now this has never been a
problem. And I have met many artist just as big or bigger than Janet. They had a "no camera" rule
going and although I had a camera, out of respect for their rules, I didn't use it.

But you know how things go. Of course someone in the crowd had a camera and just so happens
it was a lady that was standing right beside me! She snapped off two shots (with flashes) in rapid
succession before I could stop her. (I got hold of one picture later and tried to used it for this story.)
But they wouldn't print it. Cowards...

Now, I already knew that Janet and her crew where jerks from an earlier encounter on the
second floor. They refused to even allow me to introduce myself to the Dark queen. When I protested to
my friend that was working with them. He told me he couldn't do anything. "That's Janet Jackson" he
told me. So what! I said. She was sitting right down in front of me not 5 feet away. What's the big deal.
Ex American Sumo Konishiki and the current Hawaiian born American Sumo Mushashimaru were up
stairs with me and they were also refused an introduction. I could see if she were in a meeting or
something. But she was just hanging out with her dancers and her "Bi - girl friend" a cute little black
chick with short bleached hair and they where doing some pretty kinky joking around. Sitting on each
others laps and making a lot of physical contact. I have an open mind and I ddidn't really care if she was
gay or not, but What a snob! And my friend and the rest of the staff were so busy kissing her big buffed
rear end that they all made me sick. I said forget it I had enough and went down stairs to be with the
regular folks.

This is when the lady took the two snap shots and I lost all the remaining respect I had for Janet J and
her crew. Janet didn't even look down to see who took the shots. She just retreated back from the
balcony slowly. She obviously didn't want any shots of her and her girl friend getting out. I should have
sensed something was about to happen.

Seconds later a heavy wooden stool from above came crashing down just barley missing me and a few
other people that had nothing to do with the picture taking. It broke into pieces on the hard floor. I was
shocked and very pissed off! That could have killed me! And I was the one that stopped the lady from
taking any more shots. There was no excuse for that in my book. When I yelled something up at them in
the balcony, they said the chair fell! The unsuspecting people around us actually handed the broken chair
back up to them!

How can a chair fall over a 5 foot railing? To confirm my Judgment that she was a female K-9 in heat ,
at the end of the event when she was introduced to all the fans in the house, she didn't even wave or
look down at the people that bought her stupid albums and put her estimated $100,000,000 in her
banks. This is why she deserves to be called a Bitch as far as I am concerned.

Several days later I still could not believe that Janet could really be that bad. So I didn't
mention anything about the incident or her girl friend in my last article. I decided to wait for Janet to
return from Osaka and try clearing things up in my mind by somehow meeting her or her manager after
the last show in Tokyo (Because I used to like her as an artist ).

They had a final party scheduled to be held in Franks in Roppongi on the 26th. I was there. So was Janet
to my surprise. Franks is very small and I had my doubts that she would show up. But there she was
standing on the dance floor, surrounded by giant body guards. She eventually went back to her seat
escorted front and back. My friend was there. I asked him again to introduce me to Janet. I didn't want
to have to write a negative story. This time she was only two feet away from me, and could probably
tell something was going on. He asked the body guard. The flunky said "I'm sorry but if we introduce
you, then everyone will want to be intro----" I cut him off with a " That's Bullshit" He didn't care much
for that.

I had it up to here with these stuck up rump lickers. My friend freaked. They had to escort me out of the
room under guard. We exchanged harsh words outside. But in the end I gave up because I realized they
were not worth the trouble.

Now at least I didn't have to feel bad about telling the story. Right after my first bad encounter with
Janet and her goons a story was faxed to me from a friend in New York that I had told the story to.
This confirmed that I was not exaggerating. This group had some serious attitude problems.On Jan 28th
a story appeared in the New York Post about Janet Jackson's Japanese body guards beating the crap out
of a black American resident named Charlton Richards on the platform at the bullet train station when
she was leaving Osaka during this recent tour. It reported that all Richards said was "Good morning Ms.
Jackson" she didn't respond. As soon as she was whisked aboard the bodyguards went to work! Said
Richards in the story. He said they held him and punched him several times in the upper body, and then
threw him five feet down onto the tracks. No one in Jackson's zoo lifted a finger to help this poor man.
He said he was so shaken he couldn't drive home and had a limp for days afterwards. It also says he is
contemplating pressing charges. (You should Charlton)
If you need help contact me.
You shouldn't let them get away with that. Richards could get a few million if
the cameras on the platform caught that action.