He has also claimed he was a close friend of the star towards the end of his life and released the tribute song Cry Out Of Joy after his death.
Jackson’s former stylist and hairdresser Steve Erhardt, who initially wrote a Facebook message to “believers” – the singer’s fans who still cling to the idea he is still alive – in 2017 saying he had a message for them.
The message said: “A tip for the believers, the Michael Jackson believers. You heard it here first, an announcement of sorts.
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“And in a couple of months, or latest at the end of the year, you will be receiving some very good news.
“It’s almost unbelievable. And not even the family knows… but I do.”
Erhardt has never made public exactly what the post referred to.
In June last year he shared another enigmatic post showing only the leg of a man wearing Jacko’s trademark white socks and baggy, short black trousers.
The post said: “In a recording studio, somewhere in the world, in an undisclosed location, he’s coming soon.”
Further fuelling the strange conspiracy theories has been a YouTube channel, “BeLIEve” focused on debating if Jackson is still alive.
In one video, it states: “Michael’s friend, Hollywood hair designer Steve Erhardt, told us last year that he would give good news to Believers (I mean people who believe that Michael Jackson is alive).
“Now he shared something that excited the fans.”
Michael Turegano, who has investigated Jacko’s death for almost a decade, said that Erhardt’s claims should not be dismissed.
He said last year: “He’s been in contact with Michael in the past. So I think we should care what he says.”
Jackson died after suffering a heart attack in 2009 but some people have refused to believe that is really what happened.
His personal physician, Conrad Murray, was convicted of involuntary manslaughter over his death, which was deemed to be a homicide, the Los Angeles County Coroner ruled.
Cocky Neighbor Fills My Pond, My Smart Comeback Shows Him Not to Underestimate an Older Woman
When Brian, my overconfident neighbor, filled in my cherished pond while I was away, he unwittingly triggered a clever response from me that proved age and solitude don’t mean you should be underestimated.
I’m Margaret, a 74-year-old who has spent over two decades in my beloved home, where I raised my children and now enjoy visits from my seven grandchildren. The pond, created by my late grandfather, has always been the heart of our family gatherings.
Brian moved in next door five years ago and immediately took issue with the pond. His complaints ranged from the frogs disturbing his sleep to the mosquitoes breeding in the water. Despite my attempts to brush off his grievances, his irritation only grew.
One day, while I was away visiting my sister, Brian decided to take matters into his own hands. When I returned, I was horrified to find that my pond had been filled in and replaced with dirt. I was heartbroken, realizing that years of memories and family joy had been wiped out in an instant.
My neighbor Mrs. Johnson tried to intervene when a team arrived to carry out the work, but they presented documents that seemingly authorized the destruction. Feeling betrayed, I knew who was behind this mess and decided to take action.
I gathered evidence of the pond’s destruction, including footage from a wildlife camera that clearly showed Brian directing the team. With this proof, I contacted the local wildlife conservation office, reporting that the pond was home to a protected species and had been destroyed unlawfully.
The conservation office took immediate action, and soon, Brian was facing a substantial fine for violating environmental laws. My grandson Ethan, a sharp lawyer, helped me file a lawsuit for property damage and emotional distress.
In the midst of this, I had a heart-to-heart with Brian’s wife, Karen, who was unaware of the full story. Once she understood, she felt remorseful and worked to rectify the situation. She supervised the restoration of the pond, and I decided to drop the lawsuit, thanks to Ethan’s diplomatic efforts.
Brian disappeared, humbled by the experience, while Karen and I grew closer. With the pond restored, my family and I could once again enjoy the joy it brought, and I had a new ally in the neighborhood.
Reflecting on it all, I realized that sometimes, unexpected events can lead to new friendships and fresh perspectives. And if there’s a lesson here, it’s that underestimating a determined grandmother can lead to surprising outcomes.
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