As I stated in black and white at the time of his untimely death (Disneyfied into cockless-cuntlessness), Michael Jackson was a gay man. Friendship alone with Elizabeth Taylor was the equivalent of coming out: she's the biggest, darlingest fag hag Hollywood ever created. She's currently embroiled in a Twitter row with dermatologist, Dr Arnie Klein, who recently outed his dead cash machine.
Taylor has tweeted furiously in response: "Dr Arnie Klein declared on May 2 that he did not betray Michael Jackson by saying publicly that he had a homosexual relationship with someone in Arnie's office. It seems he supplies not only women (Debbie Rowe), but men too ... how convenient. Just what we want in our doctors. And then to say he did not betray Michael's confidence. No wonder he has death threats. I thought doctors, like priests took an oath of confidentiality. May God have mercy on his soul."
Klein's tweeted back: "Dearest Elizabeth Michael CHOSE whom he loved; I only SUPPLIED medical care. May God bless you and Michael. Your friend Arnie."
Taylor is not denying Jackson was gay in her tweets but is critical of Klein's alleged breach of trust. She's right of course on that point. However, she would do better to his memory to speak of him as the gay man she knew him to be: to continue the misrepresentation is an insult.
Only last year Taylor and Klein were all lovey-dovey - "With your violet eyes how much I love you, your smile lights up the room and you shimmer like the most brilliant diamond," he tweeted her on June 25, 2009. Two days earlier: "My Darling Dame Elizabeth, you are the most beautiful voice of our generation no one is more deserving of a Matisse. You are my only hero!"
How slight is the friendship of slebs.
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