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Superstardom’s brightness can be blinding, especially when it becomes legendary. While many fans of a scandalized big celebrity seem content to indefinitely remain in denial, many others will cavalierly shrug and continue consuming the celebrity’s product. 

Nowadays, some fans will even make anonymous threats, often via social media, to scare off potential threats to the star’s reputation. The celebrity simply is that much distinguished. Michael Jackson’s questionable history of having young boy sleepovers at his Neverland Ranch comes to mind as a significant example. There were the enormous organized vicious attacks via various media on anyone, including big TV producers, who’d dare suggest that the legendary pop-music artist was a pedophile at heart. He simply was—and largely still is—that great and greatly loved.  

As a pre-broadcast-era artist example of fandom denial or cavalier dismissal, many people to this day have difficulty accepting, or even caring, that acclaimed author Lewis Carroll—writer of the Alice In Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass children’s novels—had prepubescent girls pose nude for his photography-hobby camera, albeit with parental permission. He was, and basically still is, that much admired.

Five or six years ago, I asked four peers whether they were aware of this rather unorthodox photography hobby enjoyed by author Lewis Carroll, penname of Reverend Charles Lutwidge Dodgson. All four had no idea. One, though, became agitatedly apologetic and diversionary in her defense of the author. Another peer replied similarly.

Astounded, I felt sure they would not be so dismissive had they viewed just a few of the many shots of unnaturally seductive poses involving small child subjects. The ones I saw in a Great Books documentary left me disgusted. Yet it seems few know or even care about the real person being celebrated, including the late yet still great Michael Jackson.

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