This week we all watched the drama of Michael Jackson’s doctor Conrad Murray get rung through the ringer wherein he was found guilty of involuntary manslaughter. CBS Detroit states:
“Jackson’s doctor was convicted after a trial that painted him as a reckless caregiver who administered a lethal dose of a powerful anesthetic that killed the pop star in 2009.”
I don’t know about you, but I was not in the room when all this happened. To me, you can present all the evidence you want but I don’t suppose we’ll ever really know the truth. Did his doctor let him die or was Michael an addict or perhaps was he tired and ready to end it all. I know, that sounds heartless.
Somehow, this all seems vaguely familiar and reminds me of Dr. Jack Kevorkian. Which reminds me of an earlier post I wrote titled “If You Think I Want To Be Kept Alive – You Don’t Know Jack!”
Maybe Jackson was depressed and tired of all the hooplah and decided to bring his doctor and friend in to help him end it.
If I was him and I had gone through all he had been through and dealt with I can’t say that I wouldn’t be wanting a way out.
This of course, is speculation on my part. We must go with the evidence and the decision of the jury. Looks like ole doc could be spending a few years behind bars for this. I’m sure he’ll be popular in the big house – he’ll get out in about four years. Then he’ll come out with a best-selling novel and make a million bucks.
One good thing came out of it – Latoya was able to be in on the drama therefore, boosting her career and twitter following.
What’s your take on this whole scene?