Dr. Conrad Murray was convicted Monday of involuntary manslaughter in the June 25, 2009, death of Michael Jackson.
A bewildered-looking Murray was handcuffed and led out of the courtroom. He was held without bail pending sentencing.
“This is a crime where the end result was the death of a human being,” said Los Angeles Superior Court Judge Michael Pastor. “That factor demonstrates rather dramatically that the public should be protected.”
Earlier, Murray showed no emotion as the clerk read the verdict, which was reached after 10 hours of deliberation.
As the verdict was read in the courtroom, Jackson’s sister La Toya said, “Yes!” His mother Katherine dabbed tears with a tissue. Other Jackson family members and fans shouted in joy.
I’m not even going to spend time criticizing Christina‘s outfit, because it’s not even worth it. The girl has absolutely no regard for choosing flattering outfits, or, an idea that I’m finding is probably more accurate, has stylists that like to make her the butt of jokes on the interwebs. And that hair? Good Lord, son.
The rest of the folks in attendance, folks like sister LaToya, Michael’s kids, Ne-Yo, Leona Lewis, Jamie Foxx and his gigantic penis, Gladys Knight, and Smokey Robinson, just to name a few, all looked pretty great and pretty classy. Jackson’s daughter, Paris, even rocked the ‘Thriller’ jacket, which, to me, is pretty fecking wesome. But Christina Aguilera? Ugh, forget it guys. This woman is over.
But late last night, slightly-noteworthy tabloid journalist Daphne Barak—she’s the one who interviewed Carter and presumably wrote the article for OK! Australia in the first place—retaliated by publishing still more audio from her interview with Aaron Carter. This time, she selected a much more salacious snippet about Carter’s childhood friendship with Michael Jackson.
And for this new clip, Ms. Barak evidently emptied her iPhoto library of every candid shot she had of herself physically clinging to Aaron Carter, just in case you needed proof that portions of the interview occurred between friends, or were likely said in confidence.
It’s nigh impossible to make out a word of what Ms. Barak says, so here’s Aaron Carter’s half of the first part of their conversation, without Barak’s interjections/egging-on:
…He wanted me to stay in his room. So he got a cot—a bed—and, uh, and I stayed on a cot. In his room. And it must’ve been, like, 5 o’clock in the morning, and—5 o’clock in the morning. He’s on my bed. He’s on the foot of my bed. And I wake up. And I’m like, gasp! What are you doing! Like, you know. I’m 15 years old! You know? Like, what are you doing? “Oh, my God, I didn’t know, I didn’t know.” And he went in his bed, and y’know, I’m like, Okaaaaaaayy.
Here’s the audio itself, and you’re welcome. (I stripped out the photos of Daphne Barak posing with Aaron Carter, because, puh-leeeease, right? Right.)