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the Australian press coined the term "***** *****" and then the British press took that and ran with it
I thought it was the other way around.
the Australian press coined the term "***** *****" and then the British press took that and ran with it
I would respond the same way I blasted somebody else here a few months ago, but you already told me that you were quite educated in black history and civil rights in another post.For a man who got called a paedophile and a freak, I've never been quite sure why the term ***** ***** offends people so much.
For a man who got called a paedophile and a freak, I've never been quite sure why the term ***** ***** offends people so much.
I thought it was the other way around.
I've always had this theory with MJ and the US. (Forgive me American fans)
I feel a lot of the patriotic American's felt hurt by Michael because he didn't wave an American flag every five minutes and remind everyone where he was from. Say like Bruce Springsteen or Tom Cruise in the movies for example. He was American but I don't think of him as an American in my mind he is just MJ. I find the way he was treated by SOME people in the United States a disgrace !
Especially when he is the physical embodiment of the American dream...
the term ***** is Australian slang,
after the opening leg of the Bad Tour started in Japan, the next stop was in Australian and that's when the press first start using this term regarding Michael
I have an idea, maybe J-acko is short for Jackson, and they added the other bit because a few things he did were strange fuelled by rumours from his own team, endorsed by MJ.
There was something a while back I read that the word '*****' used to be used as a slang for monkeys or something back in the 1800s, that it was sometimes used against black people and that it was likely those who started calling him this were aware of it. Maybe that's digging too much, maybe it isn't, I don't know. Some one more knowledgable could help me out here.
In reality though, I think 99% of people who used the W.acko J.acko simply used it because they see J.acko as a short version of Jackson and it rhymes well with w.acko. I honestly highly doubt the vast majority of people who use it intend to be racist with that term, since the racist connotation of it was only common 150-200 years ago and is largely unknown now.
I'm not really a fan of when people call him J.acko but I've seen many people refer to their friends who are called Jackson as J.acko so it's certainly not uncommon.
I don't think anybody meant it with racial connotations, that's just fans reading way too deep into it.
I'm Australian, I'm aware of what slang we use, I haven't heard that term being used to describe anyone in a very long time. Do we have anything to prove which press outlet was the first to use this name?
It is a racial slur. It's the same as calling someone "a crazy n-word"-ever hear that?I've read on a Michael blog that the term was first coined by Rupert Murdoch's News of the World. And the Oxford English Dictionary (print) gives an overview of the history of the term, used since the 1600s; its connotations of 'monkey,' and how it became a racial slur.
You just don't understand the readers, do you, eh? He's the bloke you see in the pub, a right old fascist, wants to send the wogs back, buy his poxy council house, he's afraid of the unions, afraid of the Russians, hates the queers and the weirdos and drug dealers. He doesn't want to hear about that stuff (serious news).
There was something a while back I read that the word '*****' used to be used as a slang for monkeys or something back in the 1800s, that it was sometimes used against black people and that it was likely those who started calling him this were aware of it. Maybe that's digging too much, maybe it isn't, I don't know. Some one more knowledgable could help me out here.
In reality though, I think 99% of people who used the W.acko J.acko simply used it because they see J.acko as a short version of Jackson and it rhymes well with w.acko. I honestly highly doubt the vast majority of people who use it intend to be racist with that term, since the racist connotation of it was only common 150-200 years ago and is largely unknown now.
I'm not really a fan of when people call him J.acko but I've seen many people refer to their friends who are called Jackson as J.acko so it's certainly not uncommon.
Beginning in 1985, the media became increasingly vicious toward the artist. "They desire our blood, not our pain," Jackson wrote in a note in 1987. Tabloids soon began disparaging him with the nickname "***** *****" (a term Jackson despised). It was a term first applied to the pop star by the British tabloid, The Sun, in 1985, but its etymology goes back further. "***** Macacco" was the name of a famous monkey used in monkey-baiting matches at the Westminster Pit in London in the early 1820s. Subsequently, the term "Jacco" or "Jacco Macacco" was Cockney slang to refer to monkeys in general. The term persisted into the 20th century as "***** Monkeys" became popular children's toys in Great Britain in the 1950s. They remained common in British households into the 1980s (and can still be found on Ebay today).
The term "J...," then, didn't arise out of a vacuum, and certainly wasn't meant as a term of endearment. In the ensuing years, it would be used by the tabloid and mainstream media alike with a contempt that left no doubt about its intent. Even for those with no knowledge of its racist roots and connotations, it was obviously used to "otherize," humiliate and demean its target. Like Ralph Ellison's "Battle Royal" scene in Invisible Man, it was a process by which to reduce Michael Jackson the human being and artist, to "*****" the minstrelized spectacle for avaricious amusement. (It is significant to note that, while the term was used widely by the white media, it was rarely, if ever used by black journalists.)
Annita;4079882 said:This is a great long Zeit-article from 1988 which gives a insight about the unfair industry/media-behaviour against MJ.
Off course it`s in german, but maybe you can use a translator
Flames from the fingers
The beginning of the world tour in America - Perfect Entertainer, strange industry
Updated April 29, 1988 08:00 clock
He is "the worst singer of the year", with the "worst album," the "hideous record sleeve" and the "terrible videos," the "at the most tasteless dressed Rock Star", which is what happened to "the least welcome comeback" in 1987. As judged readers of music magazine "Rolling Stone" in their annual vote on Michael Jackson and the promotional effects for his LP "Bad".
The 226 music journalists, the "Village Voice" recently ordered the weekly judges over the past pop and jazz-year, responded distinguished on the confrontation with the Jackson oeuvre - they do not even mentioned until this purpose put 115 of them. the table of the best albums of the year the Jackson-Prince and its antipodes "Sign 'O' the Times" in the first place.
In search of the "most offensive video clip of all time" was at the same time, the New York Times surprisingly quickly found: Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror", a montage of misery images of the Third and Fourth World, blended with news footage of Bishop Tutu Mother Teresa, Martin Luther King and Ghandi to John Kennedy, Lech Walesa and John Lennon. Hunger and terror-chic glamor as sales aids have paid off: "Man in the Mirror", the fourth single from "Bad" reached as its predecessor title easily took first place in the US charts.
The new Jackson album has so far twelve million copies sold (Federal German Sales: 900 000), and yet is the bad word of "relative flop" around (compared to "Thriller" in 1982 reached a world circulation of 45 million copies and found in Germany 1.2 million customers). Michael Jackson is most absurdly high scale measured mercilessly, with its duration propagandists want to distinguish him from ordinary mortals of the rock industry.
The gossip about the reclusive UltraStar use in the meantime any grotesque insinuation and do not shy away even before nightmarish speculations. So is Michael, if one is foolish enough to believe stale "image" -Storys be his sister La Toya in truth - as would a family of artists, which operates in the international public for more than twenty years, with such a hyped Hosenrollen- Game by. In addition to a zoo with exotic animals, a room full of mannequins and a private ghost train Jackson should have now risen on his property in Encino, California, a shrine to the beloved actress Elizabeth Taylor. Apparently it is only these replacement act of worship, because the diva had rejected his marriage proposal.
"I cry very often, because everything hurts so much," complained "Whacko *****" ("quirks Michael", as the British tabloids grumbles) calculated in a letter to the gossip magazine "People". "But Pity, because I bleed for a long time." When the crowd but once tasted blood, it remains on the track. Michael Jackson seems to conclude released for supersaturated music journalists and a sensationalist consumer audience. "I imagine the average man ever before as someone who zustürzt on me and tried me to rip the clothes," the 29-year old singer, who was always star, never had a childhood and adolescence now claims by cosmetic corrections or Qucksalber cures would like to extend to infinity.
The first superstar of the global village is in trouble. Color, national origin, sex and music style are categories into which no longer estimate him fans from Baku to Borneo. He has cleverly designed for universal popular myth, for ET from the Rhythm & Blues milk bar. The hysterical reaction of the public does not correspond to the cultural and historical significance of his music. But his naive dance hits of romantic teenage love and semi-strong restlessness are such an important factor in the leisure industry, the media companies that it has become all teenage pleasure and frustration articulations trimmed sociological and transfigured aesthetically automatically close attention finden.Ein überkandidelter rock journalism , So it may be that an intelligent pop craftsmen such as "Talking Heads" -Leader David Byrne of time is equal knighted for "Renaissance man".
There probably has a crazy play to stay normal. Michael Jackson knows that every day that makes him older, his Peter Pan existence at risk. That's why he bought together a synthetic childhood dream paradise and only feels comfortable there, where apparent and sound cannons space and time seem to defy - on stage.
Musical theater of illusion
Its spectacular show, which is in the early summer AREAS Germany, is a prime example of musical theater of illusion. Jackson live has no message, he taught or reinforced no life. He says and sings nothing about him, neither wants to be pals still Pied Piper. It offers two hours nonstop eighteen songs in the myth Jackson in seemingly within reach.
Basically its commercial rival Prince proceed otherwise with the audience. He, too, is shy and quirky. So he leaves in discos, at parties and receptions all guests by his bodyguards in any attempt to change a look with it, prohibit. Last Christmas he planned under the code name "Somebody" the secret release of an album entirely in black, without any indication to content and Interpreters (WarnerWX 147). However, because of his desired publication date could not be met because the Preßwerke just manufactured a disco mix Lady Madonna with hypertension, Prince blew the mannered sales offensive offended again. Pirated copies of unreleased "Black Album" are now almost available at every street corner.
More eccentric acted erotic entertainer 1986/87 when he three plates of his album "The Crystal Ball" offered the sales company WEA. In any case, such a comprehensive disk editions are on the pop-sector hard sell. However, for the Warner Brothers irritated, was that Prince recited all the pieces, using high gepuschter falsetto as his supposed sister "Camille". For May, he has now planned the latest official foray with the album "Love Sexy", possibly compiled from the 350 Musiktüfteleien which he holds in his Paisley Park studios in Minneapolis. Among all the freaks and gamblers in the recycling business of the skirt is Prince of the King. In no man's land between hippie history and modern synth but some critics see instead of a power rock prince only a Porn Count at work: "He fumbles hang around at all excited and pushes on its electronic self-timer; but nothing happened. "
In fact, his fireworks of rock déjà vu past effects often fizzles out very quickly, but yet is the current American pop charts ahead of style for years. "Lucifer's answer to Michael Jackson" (The Face) tinkering with breathtaking skill constantly new and exciting puzzles from the pop, soul, funk and blues clichés of modern rock, but it does not reach the grandeur of Michael Jackson. If the "Bambi rock music" (USA Today) and his falsetto voice whines through often banal nonsense verses, loses itself in murmurs, groans, Schluckauflauten, with heavy Atmern voranhaspelt the polyrhythmic background effects, and finally comes up with pubertal Kieksern, to him play the music may seek, then combines innocence and hard-boiled professionalism, unobstructed depth of feeling and clever calculation to an explosive mixture. With a team of four singers, four dancers and seven musicians Jackson swirls through his repertoire extended his hits to spectacular show numbers, dancing in ecstasy.
Fred Astaire once said about the bundle of energy ". He moves beautifully, it is pure pleasure to watch him," Truly, Jackson excessive dance style since the video performances of "Beat It", "Billie Jean" and "Thriller" even bolder become. Jackson Dance is movement for its own sake, acrobatics an uninhibited physicality, apparent defying gravity. He shakes himself, as if to electricity beat out of him, swirls in a pirouette into it falls to the ground, rolled forward, jump up and down like on an invisible trampoline, rushes in Step step on the stage, slips willfully intercepts with a plunge.
While this sometimes seems random, crudely. But when the dancers then imitate him accurately, the ingenious precision of Jackson choreography is obvious. "Is there anyone else who can dance like Michael?" Asked the ballet critic for the New York Times after the concert, almost drunk with enthusiasm. All the rumors about his bizarre lifestyle, the malice of jaded trend Schickis and Coated awareness of the first concert reports from the American province ("soulless spectacle") stood out on the face of the Jackson performances at New York's Madison Square Garden and at the Grammy -Verleihung early March.
The Grammy-show is the annual congratulatory the industry for the industry. On behalf of the "National Academy of Recording, Arts and Sciences" (NARAS) identify six thousand jurors (music publishers, managers, artists active) in more than seventy categories from pop to polka, the division winner of a small golden gramophone funnel. The thirtieth awarded the prestigious prize at Radio City Music Hall was a disgrace to the alleged experts: The guess of the ghetto into the mainstream chant of "rap" was ignored, as the successful subjects "Dance Music" and "Heavy Metal". The department "rock singers" the jury was unable to find five Grammy candidates. Most NARAS members are still an old-fashioned Tin Pan Alley aesthetic arrested and keep rock, thirty years after "Tutti Frutti", still an exotic subgenre. In their helplessness and incompetence, they chose a Hollywood tearjerker for Song of the Year and gave Paul Simon once again a top prize for his published 1986 album "Graceland", which this year no longer really should have been nominated. Michael Jackson got no time Grammy, but a standing ovation for the dance pyrotechnics of his world for the better hit song "Man in the Mirror".
The Grammy broadcast on television was with four of his tour sponsor Pepsi commercials guaranteed, not the effervescent beverage showed the star around, but in the cauldron of his live show and on the run from uninhibited fans. If Michael Jackson is advertising, then he makes especially advertising for themselves. Only then is to understand the style free use of his song "Bad" in the drink recommendation. Because normally give superstars, the core material of her oeuvre for advertising purposes ago. Thus, the Beatles sued last year, the sneaker company Nike to eighteen million in damages, because the sport outfitters had an advertising spot underpinned by a mushroom-classic "Revolution". The rights had Nike worried the new owner of the Beatles Copyrights: Michael Jackson.
Spark-flying suits
The Madison Square Garden Pepsi did not come into play, because there Coke has the serving concession. For Michael made his audience almost drunk with all the effects, tricks and gags, which can be realized at $ 500,000 cost of production per week: multi-color laser thunderstorms, light bombs, fluorescent glowing smoke screens, sparking suits, Fiber Optic Wigs and large video projections from extravagant camera positions are as already standard. A magic trick Siegfried and Roy from Las Vegas Michael can disappear in a silvery cylinder and seconds later emerge at the other end of the platform in the new costume again. During his anti-macho-hit "Beat It" rises a boom from the stage floor and carries the singer well beyond the first floor series, while invisible wind machines can flutter shirt and hair effectively. If he pulls himself to his erotic overheated songs in the step twitch before flames from the fingers. Occasionally, he loses himself in pantomime Kabinettstückchen à la Marcel Marceau, often enough he sweeps with his dance group on the stage as he did the blessed Broadway Hero Bob Summarize assists in his Zappel acrobatics.
The usual anti-Jackson attributes such as "effeminate" or "lachrymose" do not apply to these hyperkinetic show. The guitarist Jennifer Batten specifies a metallic crashing beat, in which Jackson affords virtually no whining. Ironically, the maligned as a wimp (slacker) Star gentle increases in a sometimes manic steam hammer-Pop, as he had to deny a tarnished image. A zoom view through the television confirmed that the man has really pleasure to expend in the neon ring his touring circus; he never sags and builds each song as if this was his last chance of a pop show on earth.
Only with a medley of old songs from his childhood ("I Want You Back", "The Love You Save") he acts indifferent, as should the Peter Pan of pop music have no past. But then he gets under the "woof woof" -Schreien the enthused fans of all races, ages and social backgrounds for the finale with "Billie Jean" from. And dances his "Moon Walk", that inimitable combination tricky step, as a well-oiled robot glide on invisible runners across the stage. The mood in the Garden has reached the decibel values of a starting Apollo rocket.
Michael Jackson is the perfect entertainer, a magician and illusionist of high caliber. If he turns slightly buckled legs in high water pants, white socks and ordinary street shoes like a ballet star on her toes and pushes the slouch hat low over his face, then this pose is just as memorable as Charlie Chaplin waddling gait. He has become an icon of American popular culture.