New Book: 83 Minutes: The Doctor, the Damage, and the Shocking Death of Michael Jackson

FlyMeToTheMoon;4152321 said:
When I saw the review of Washington Post I thought these authors can´t have any news to people who saw what happened between June 25 and the trial (and of, before!), followed the trial, read some books, listened to all these I-know-what-happened-people. Maybe it´s ok to read their book when it´s well researched and written as a summary for those who came later. I don´t know.

But! in fact nobody knows what really happened in these horrorful hours, nobody can know and maybe never anybody will know - except 2 men: The one does not walk around on the planet anymore since then and the other one told the world weird stories and got away with a ridiculous punishment.

there is a book out there that does this, it will have it's time when it's meant
 
Another review-this book really sounds like garbage and all the stories I've seen so far are linking his death all the way back to the "alleged" drug use after the Pepsi burn. I certainly hope this book does not turn out to be a good seller, since I find this disturbingly untrue.



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&#8220;83 Minutes: The Doctor, the Damage, and the Shocking Death of Michael Jackson&#8221; by Matt Richards and Mark Langthorne, 426 pages, $27.99. Courtesy of Thomas Dunne Books



It doesn&#8217;t take very long.
An accident, a murder, a surprise can happen in an instant that can seem like a lifetime. It doesn&#8217;t take very long &#8211; or does it? The odd thing about time is that it&#8217;s shapeable, as you&#8217;ll see in the new book &#8220;83 Minutes: The Doctor, the Damage, and the Shocking Death of Michael Jackson&#8221; by Matt Richards and Mark Langthorne.
On June 25, 2009, when the 911 call came into the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, medical staff had no idea they were in the middle of pop-culture history. The emergency operator and the paramedics he dispatched didn&#8217;t know the identity of the man they were asked to help, but they learned soon enough that their patient was Michael Jackson.
For Jackson, it had been a long, rough road to that moment.
Throughout his life, he&#8217;d survived loneliness, physical abuse, estrangement from family, accidents, and scandals. Outwardly, he was a survivor, driven, a perfectionist. Behind closed doors, though, there was something more sinister.
In the days following the making of a commercial in which Jackson so famously received scalp burns, he was understandably in pain. Doctors administered narcotics to alleviate his suffering and, consequently, Jackson became increasingly dependent on drugs. Later, he complained of insomnia, and he visited several medical providers for more, different prescriptions. He even asked for help from the doctor his children had been seeing for their allergies.
Dr. Conrad Murray was happy to oblige.
Whether Murray was officially hired to be the personal physician for Jackson&#8217;s comeback tour is a matter of opinion but the authors say that Murray needed money, and assuming Jackson&#8217;s care was his chosen method of getting it. That included giving the singer drugs that allowed Jackson to sleep but which fueled his addiction. It didn&#8217;t take long before Jackson needed more-powerful drugs, which Murray procured in large quantities.
And on June 25, 2009, one of those drugs shook the world &#8230;
It&#8217;s rare for me to like a book before I even get to the end of Page One, but that&#8217;s what happened with &#8220;83 Minutes.&#8221; This is an easy book to dive into.
Starting with what became a crime scene, authors Matt Richards and Mark Langthorne then take us back 50 years to show how Michael Jackson&#8217;s death seemed to be decades in the making. To rehash Jackson&#8217;s biography may seem redundant &#8211; haven&#8217;t there been enough MJ books? &#8211; but it&#8217;s actually a fascinating scene-setter for the re-creation of the dramatic events of seven years ago.
Richards and Langthorne go on to imagine what may have happened, based on what&#8217;s known. Was Michael Jackson murdered &#8211; and if so, by whom? Their hypotheses are intriguing, especially in light of the aftermath of Jackson&#8217;s death, his will(s), and the legacy he left.
They say you&#8217;ll always remember where you were when you hear of certain tragedies, and &#8220;83 Minutes&#8221; takes you there again. For fans, definitely, as well as students of pop culture and true-crime aficionados, immersion in this book won&#8217;t take long.

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barbee0715;4152552 said:
Another review-this book really sounds like garbage and all the stories I've seen so far are linking his death all the way back to the "alleged" drug use after the Pepsi burn. I certainly hope this book does not turn out to be a good seller, since I find this disturbingly untrue.



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It doesn&#8217;t take very long.
An accident, a murder, a surprise can happen in an instant that can seem like a lifetime. It doesn&#8217;t take very long &#8211; or does it? The odd thing about time is that it&#8217;s shapeable, as you&#8217;ll see in the new book &#8220;83 Minutes: The Doctor, the Damage, and the Shocking Death of Michael Jackson&#8221; by Matt Richards and Mark Langthorne.
On June 25, 2009, when the 911 call came into the Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, medical staff had no idea they were in the middle of pop-culture history. The emergency operator and the paramedics he dispatched didn&#8217;t know the identity of the man they were asked to help, but they learned soon enough that their patient was Michael Jackson.
For Jackson, it had been a long, rough road to that moment.
Throughout his life, he&#8217;d survived loneliness, physical abuse, estrangement from family, accidents, and scandals. Outwardly, he was a survivor, driven, a perfectionist. Behind closed doors, though, there was something more sinister.
In the days following the making of a commercial in which Jackson so famously received scalp burns, he was understandably in pain. Doctors administered narcotics to alleviate his suffering and, consequently, Jackson became increasingly dependent on drugs. Later, he complained of insomnia, and he visited several medical providers for more, different prescriptions. He even asked for help from the doctor his children had been seeing for their allergies.
Dr. Conrad Murray was happy to oblige.
Whether Murray was officially hired to be the personal physician for Jackson&#8217;s comeback tour is a matter of opinion but the authors say that Murray needed money, and assuming Jackson&#8217;s care was his chosen method of getting it. That included giving the singer drugs that allowed Jackson to sleep but which fueled his addiction. It didn&#8217;t take long before Jackson needed more-powerful drugs, which Murray procured in large quantities.
And on June 25, 2009, one of those drugs shook the world &#8230;
It&#8217;s rare for me to like a book before I even get to the end of Page One, but that&#8217;s what happened with &#8220;83 Minutes.&#8221; This is an easy book to dive into.
Starting with what became a crime scene, authors Matt Richards and Mark Langthorne then take us back 50 years to show how Michael Jackson&#8217;s death seemed to be decades in the making. To rehash Jackson&#8217;s biography may seem redundant &#8211; haven&#8217;t there been enough MJ books? &#8211; but it&#8217;s actually a fascinating scene-setter for the re-creation of the dramatic events of seven years ago.
Richards and Langthorne go on to imagine what may have happened, based on what&#8217;s known. Was Michael Jackson murdered &#8211; and if so, by whom? Their hypotheses are intriguing, especially in light of the aftermath of Jackson&#8217;s death, his will(s), and the legacy he left.
They say you&#8217;ll always remember where you were when you hear of certain tragedies, and &#8220;83 Minutes&#8221; takes you there again. For fans, definitely, as well as students of pop culture and true-crime aficionados, immersion in this book won&#8217;t take long.






Michael Jackson did not use painkillers to recover from that Pepsi Burn

his primary surgeon even gave a press conference after his operation and said that MJ did not want to rely on painkilling medication to heal from the injury

that story has been contrived the entire time

MJ recovered from that injury practically w/in weeks and attended those Grammy Awards and by the time the Victory Tour started, that injury became an afterthought
 
Michael Jackson did not use painkillers to recover from that Pepsi Burn

his primary surgeon even gave a press conference after his operation and said that MJ did not want to rely on painkilling medication to heal from the injury

that story has been contrived the entire time

MJ recovered from that injury practically w/in weeks and attended those Grammy Awards and by the time the Victory Tour started, that injury became an afterthought
EXACTLY!!!!!!!!!!!!! And you look at him then and listen to him then, and all the way through Captain EO, We are the World, negotiating to buy the ATV catalog, writing and recording the Bad album, writing, shooting and help direct and perform in all the Bad videos, the Bad tour-this is not a person on any kind of drug whatsoever.

Yes, he had pain pills when he had the scalp surgery (because of the burn) with him when he left for the Dangerous Tour. And yes, he started using the pain pills to numb himself because of the allegations, not just for surgical pain. But he went to rehab and told the world. Finish. End of story.

The propofol stuff came much, much later-and was might be because of a lupus side affect-he didn't seem well on History and he traveled with Metzger, a specialist in lupus. I don't know for sure-and obviously these authors don't know either. But there was absolutely no way he became a drug addict all the way back in 84.

(I should reword that-I don't think he was a drug ADDICT ever-drug dependent because of the insomnia, yes).
 
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