CLOSING STATEMENTS BY ANGELA WHITTERSON

 I am going to close this drama out by telling you something that I said to Janet and her camp just last month (February 2005), and this is not to make you feel sorry for Janet by no means, because that grown ass woman is responsible for everything that she orchestrated, created and participated in-in this mess, and be rested and assured that when all this is up and out-she is going to be made to be truthful with her public about the lives she has ruined-otherwise-she can (and most probably will) duck and hide and dodge questions concerning all this (because of the federal crimes involved).

One month ago, I mentioned to Janet: “How in the hell could you for all these years, try and control my life and my every move, when you yourself are nothing but a puppet and at the beck and call of a group of troublemaking people that you call “friends,” when if you removed all this technological fun y’all are having-ruining peoples lives and intruding upon peoples lives, who have NO idea that they are being violated-y’all really don’t have nothing else in common.” I asked Janet (and her camp) had they ever had one (whole) day of not playing on the computer and camming unsuspecting people-just sitting around and hanging out getting to know one another? Well obviously they treated my question as if it was rhetorical. That is because, without all this drama, negativity and confusion, Janet does not have any “friends.” Quite frankly, until Janet rids herself of these people involved in this with her-she cannot even be a friend to me, or anybody else. Until she rids herself of them she cannot even have a relationship with me, or anybody else. It is so much drama and transference of energies in her camp that no person in their right mind would involve themselves with Janet while she is up under their thumb. Because to do so is to become enslaved to that which Janet too is enslaved-my life means too much to me-and Janet’s money and a roll in the hay with her aint worth it. I, over the years, have accepted and then declined and declined and declined to be apart of Janet’s life in any way shape or form because she doesn’t even own her own her damned life.

You are talking about a woman who has already sold herself to a world who won’t even accept her unless she continues to mutilate her body dares her to admit that she is the mother of a 21 year old daughter (for starters).

You are talking about a woman who is so out of control of her inner circle that she would even put herself to be in a position to be their equal. No smart, shrewd, and competent businesswoman would ever put herself in a position with a group of employees turned friends and lay herself out there to be put in a position where if they go down-she does too. But access and lust got the best of her and now she is caught up and now stuck. She is in such a baddddd way with that inner circle of hers. Don’t believe that shit about her being “in control.” Janet is a puppet, and a personality leech who is a completely manufactured human being all wrapped into a serious and diabolical freak of nature who’s not sure is she is a cat fighting woman or a butch lesbian with a self-proclaimed “complex sexuality” who needs to do is make a serious appointment to go see a psychiatrist-yesterday. Don’t feel privileged when you meet Janet. Don’t feel special or privileged when Janet’s whips out her (and I quote from what she’d said to me) brings out her “nine inches of strap” for you. Janet is mentally ill and to be fooled by her is to be fooled by a complete freak of nature. It’s shameful that she got all these people around her and assisting her with these weirdo acts and nobody cares or considers the consequences.

You are damned right I’m gonna expose her. And I don’t feel like just because you are a celebrity that the public has the right to be in your private and personal life by no means. But when what you do in your private life has caused emotional and mental damage and otherwise to someone-you are due to set a whole new precedent for being “live on stage.” The spotlight needs to be put on you and you deserve it-as does Janet.

I will never forget, that early into this (back in January 1999) I was reading somewhere in a magazine how Janet’s mother was concerned about the people who Janet associated herself with-and because it was a tabloid, I read it and thought that it was just more lines to add to a paragraph-but until I got sucked into this woman and her “friends’” madness-I felt like she was a shrewd and savvy enough business woman in control over her whole circle when in all actuality-she is not. That “Control” shit she was popping off was nothing more than a song and her literal claim to fame-but trust me, it is all a farce. The closest thing to “control” Janet is capable of is-is trying to control the life of someone else and if that person doesn’t oblige, then she sicks her “friends” after you and ruins your life as she has done mine for the past seven years.

Here it is, Janet has paid over 11 million dollars to a man with whom she was with for 13+ years to keep him from writing a tell-all where he was to expose secrets of her questionable sexual exploits with several women (and men) in the industry. Funny thing is, she wasted her money-paying off that man, when the ones who can (and will) truly destroy her are right in her camp and “working” for her-now and were, then (when Rene was with her). She’s going out the world ass backwards. They got Janet by the balls so much it aint even funny. How? Because all that Rene knew-they know-tenfold and also are in cahoots with her doing these illegal federal crimes and you best believe that once she is exposed and they get exposed-they don’t love or care for that heifer enough to take the wrap and let her keep smiling to the world and fooling her public into believing that Michael is the only crazy one. She’s going right down with them.

Another sad thing about this whole situation is that Janet is truly mentally ill and needs some serious psychological help-I do not put anything past her. It’s funny to me how when I read things or see things or see her on television, I shake my head, and am so disgusted with what presents itself to me. I feel so disgusted because every time I see Janet walk, talk, things she says, things she does-is all a compilation of every person that she has violated-and they don’t even know it. Time and time throughout all this mess I would yell at Janet-telling her how much of a personality leech she was. She has drained me on every possible situation and subject from sex, sexual positions, how to, when to, why to, to general conversation and any conversation piece possible-and it’d make my skin crawl to sit and watch or listen to this woman who is all made up of a gazillion different people whose personalities she’s stolen away with; put herself out to the world like she is au naturale and the “normal” Jackson and it’s only Michael who plays with monkeys and kids while it is her-Janet, who violates kids, women, men and babies while she sits and watches-playing with her “cooter knob” as she calls it. Early into this (back in 2000-before she started behaving like a rabid animal) I told her that something wasn’t adding up with her. I told her that something was not right about her. I told her then-and she sure as hell remembers-I told her back then, that she needed some help. (This was in a sound and friendly conversation-we were not even fighting during this conversation) And keep in mind that I didn’t find out all this madness she was into until October 2003. I just knew that she was into some kind of cultish behavior and things that were not natural.

  I am so sick of Janet Damita Jo Jackson that the sight of that woman makes my skin crawl and I feel like throwing up, because I feel like I let a complete pervert, weirdo and pedophile in my life and you can’t imagine how powerless I’ve felt for seven whole years-not being able to get her out of my life. It’s the most sickening feeling. It just is-you can’t imagine. Never in the years that I had been a fan of hers would I have ever entertained the thought that this woman was so sick as she is. You need to pay attention to her when she claims on her latest “DamitaJo” effort that “DamitaJo” is the “other her,” (end of track 13). Pay attention to how she paraded across every talk show last year popping that shit off about how everybody’s got countless personalities-or whatever that garbage she was trying to justify for her mental illnesses that all these so called “friends” of hers helps nurture and lets (Janet) think is okay and normal and right. They assist her and let her think it’s okay to hang on the internet, hide behind her computer and be a voyeur into the lives of unsuspecting people and sit and watch “life” happen all day-everyday. That is sick. Her whole camp is sick. IT IS ABNORMAL TO WATCH (and listen) PEOPLE WHO DO NOT KNOW YOU ARE WATCHING (and listening) TO THEM. What person of sound mind and body cannot wrap their mind around that logical, rational and moral concept and fact?

The technological buffs of hers who set this up for her are sick. Shawnette (the black homegirl “friend” of hers) is sick. Her employees and the employee “friends” of hers who run her fan clubs are sick. Nobody human being in their right mind for no dollar amount would let another human being engage in not just the illegal activities that Janet involves herself in, but the abnormality of it-is what gets the best of me. It’s flat out immoral, deviant, abnormal and ill. And I am just as upset at the people behind this mess as I am of Janet. They (along with Janet) deserve to be taught a lesson and made aware that just because you are being paid to do a just doesn’t mean that that job is the right kind of job. They all need to be taught a lesson and before this is all done and over with I will see to it that all their lights are cut on and they begin scrapping like roaches.

She and her people have turned my life and my world upside down and you cannot imagine the feeling I feel inside of me to know how life has just passed me by over these past seven years that this woman and her camp have been in it. People have had babies, gotten married, gotten divorced, started and finished college, bought homes, lost homes, went to jail, got home from jail, started businesses, lost business, gone from homeless to millionaires-everything. Every time I turn on my television or get into conversations with people and if I’m told anything in particular was conceived, birthed, matured and/or died between 1998 through 2005-it brings me to tears-because the feeling is like I have been living in a cold cellar with no windows with a blanket and a bowl of food and bucket of water to keep me thriving. You cannot imagine what I have been feeling and going through these past seven years. You cannot imagine.

What’s more hurtful is that, I’ve watched a loved one die of AIDS. And unless you’ve witness the things these people go through night and day-you can never understand how “personal” it is and how much privacy they need. They only need people around them who have their full support and trust. They do. It is not a pretty process and it is very private. Anyways, I watched this person from having their complete health, through the HIV and until their body-their sight, their skin and everything just deteriorated until the day I found ‘em dead. To just think of how important it is for a person with a disease in which being healthy mentally, physically and emotional is essential for your life. I mean, what if I was over here suffering from something as personal as AIDS and going through these things with this woman and her friends-they would have killed me-right here in my house and she would have packed up her voyeur cam and focused in on the next (unsuspecting) person and continued to smile to the world like she is normal and leads a normal life. With a healthy mind and body-I have been deteriorating for seven years. You just don’t know what this feels like. You literally cannot imagine.

Another thing you have to think about: all the things she is “witnessing” while she is voyeuring unsuspecting people. She is watching children get molested. She’s watching women get abused, raped. I wouldn’t doubt if she hasn’t “witnessed” somebody get killed. I mean. Voyeuring into the lives of human beings is a BIG responsibility that no other human being with a sound mentality should want on their hands-just for pleasure. I cannot wrap my mind around that.

I am convinced that this woman and her friends are new-age hi tech psychopaths with a blatant disregard for human life, limb, privacy and property and are truly confident in the fact that because they are working for and hiding behind a celebrities’ social status and money-that it is okay to disrupt innocent peoples lives who have no idea that they are being violated. Janet herself-is a true social psychopath in that she even changes her voice and mannerisms and fold her hands together and whisper-talk to her public and give off graceful mannerisms as if she is totally not capable of the diabolical, deviant, immoral, perverted and objectional behavior that she has orchestrated and been a participant of for the past seven years you have seen her face on television or sat next to or around her in a venue or event. This is that woman. She is mentally ill; the worse kind of psychopath there is in this day and age. The kind whose ego is already being stroked by a world of people who are blinded by a woman who is lives a life designed by managers, publicists and record companies-therefore affording her the ability to hide behind a complete fascade, while behind the scenes, she is wreaking the worst kind of havoc in peoples lives who know and don’t know and furthermore she can: a) afford to finance her evil   b) do it through technology from the privacy of her own home without the victim even knowing they are being hurt. Diabolical is an understatement…

To answer your question that I am sure is in your head: “Yes. I have been offered legal assistance.” But I have only been offered legal assistance in suing her (a civil) suit. That is my last resort-that is why I am reaching out to her public and exposing not only Janet-but exposing the government agencies to which this horrifying ordeal has fallen on deaf ears.

Imagine what it was like for me to hear from the FBI “we didn’t get back to you because we did not feel it was important enough to investigate! Ma’am goodbye!”…and hung up the phone. Imagine what that was like to have that yelled in your ear all the while the criminals are listening on and laughing at you.

Imagine that. Imagine what it was like for me to speak to the Ohio Attorney General’s Office on (2/18/05) and have that man listening to me cry and telling him a seven year story in a half hour-only to hear him say: “Ma’am. I’m sorry. I can’t help you.” Imagine what that was like to know that Janet and her camp hearing that-and laughing.

Imagine what it was like hearing (the very next day 2/19/05) that Paris Hilton’s fuckin cell phone was hacked and the “FBI is investigating.” Can you believe that? Can really believe that? What is this world coming to?

Imagine what it has been like for years enduring all this-afraid to seek help for fear that you will get shut down simply because you are a nobody “claiming” that Janet Jackson is stalking you-and then when you get up the nerve to seek help-that exact same thing happens, and the criminals listen and laugh. Imagine that.

Hearing me get slammed by all these government officials over these years have given Janet and her camp so much power and making them feel like on top of their own personal feeling that they have the right to run through my life this way, with those slams they really feel like they have not only the right-but permission. This whole thing has given them so much more power.

Let me explain something to you about me.

I am beautiful, I am talented. I love life. I love living and being apart of life. Life has NOT dealt Angela Whitterson a bad hand-I respect it and it respects me. I am street smart. I am book smart. I am fair. I am not a snitch nor am I evil, conniving, greedy attention-starved or mean-but I aint no punk either. Over the past seven years of my fighting this, I have worked on jobs, stood in store lines, walked out of my apartment buildings past people and have even sat around people-whispering: "there go that girl who talkin' bout Janet Jackson is stalking her-that bitch crazy. She aint got no time for that"…as if they really Janet Jackson outside of what they see on television. I am appalled. I am outdone at how fanfare and celebritydrom is so prevalent that even people who know me began to think that I was going crazy by the time they gossiped about it to their boyfriends and their other friends. All this over these years was a true insult to my character and what I am about and stand for. I aint no punk bitch nor have I ever been crazy or the stalking type. Quite frankly, you'd be better off labeling me as self-centered and a bit of a narcissist quicker than you can call me the stalking type. I'm too passive and reactive a person to even give off that kind of energy. I am a firm person. I am a straight and to the point/no nonsense kind of person. My personality is so not electric or aggressive-but I will chin check you in a heart beat if you cross me. I have yet to meet the person who I deem worthy enough of that kind of attention from me. So to even be gossiped about like I was crazy for "accusing" somebody who people only see on a mere television kept me perplexed-especially considering all that I've gone through over these years with and because of Janet and yet she (on several occasions) has sat back and laughed at other people laugh at me and call me crazy. With that, I had to prove myself for myself: prove all yall as well as Janet and her camp wrong. You cannot play Angela Whitterson like no poop butt, lame brain cornball-that aint me; my presence commands respect and I don’t settle for anything less than the utmost and best.

I am a trooper. I am mentally strong and adept. I am professional and fair.

I can handle (quite well) all functions of my life from the bedroom to a boardroom and am in total control of every aspect of my life. I didn’t just lose my mind the day I met Janet Jackson-she aint even worthy of my attention or any of my time. In the beginning, yes, she was, that is how she got to know me and me-her. But I had a life before I met Janet. I was a writer, finishing up two degrees, I had several unpublished books I was working on, I was happy, I was outgoing-I was just: “me” and proud about it. And just one day, because Janet Jackson decided that she could (literally) peek into "me” and what I was about-as a woman and as a person, she did. And when she did, she decided that she wanted a piece of “me” and when I allowed her into my life and felt her out I always remained cautious of her because to many things just did not sit well with me and when you read that book I wrote you will see that I played fair.

Because Janet did not get her way with me, she decided that I did not have a place in the world anymore and has turned my world upside down and she has been getting away with it and the law and this star struck society we are living in is letting her. She decided that my life was unworthy and that the universe needed not share the air I breathe and had no use for my presence as if she was God. Well, I'm here to tell you all-Angela Whitterson is very necessary. I am too thorough and I do NOT play around with nobody playing around with me.

It will never be okay for some fanatical, weirdos, cornballs and lames to spread rumors and gossip behind my back-claiming that I'm "crazy." Helllllllll no. It aint gonna ever be okay for Janet to think that because she is who she is (publicly) and that because she's got money that she has the right to decide that my life is less valuable than hers.

All that said, I feel no remorse any of this or the embarrassment, ridicule and humiliation she is experiencing from her public-because she damn well deserves it. I do not feel this way simply because she deserves it and needs to feel what I’ve felt for seven years now. If also feel this way because if you, the reading public, if you ever bumped into Janet and you ask her this question: “What did Angela Whitterson do to be treated this way by you and your friends and why did you do it?” She could only answer your question with: “She did nothing wrong to me and she only defended herself against the hurt and turmoil and pain that myself and my “friends” put her through. Why did I do it? I don’t even know-too much access and time on my hands I guess.”  

…is that reason enough to stalk, harass and ruin somebody life for seven years? (Ask yourself that question).

Janet needs to redeem herself to her public, her God (if she has one) and furthermore she needs to redeem herself to herself and save herself from herself. And from what I have experience in dealing with this woman, the only way all this “redemption” is gonna happen is when some tell alls get to flying and the entertainment industry is rocked with secret scandals that her “inner circle” of “friends” are gonna reveal once all this (much needed) “redemption” gets to hopping off. Because all this drama that you just read that she put me through aint got NOTHING on what her co conspirators got to tell her public should she decide to redeem herself and force them all to lose their place at her table.

If you've read the book, I am sure you have gathered from this gist little bit of the story-all wasn’t bad (at least at the beginning of this). I am sure that you have gathered that I too, played at part in allowing Janet to befriend me. But understand this. Had I any idea that befriending me had anything to do with all these cunning acts of evil that this woman was into, I would have certainly declined. I have never ever in my life had a worse experience in my life than my dealings with Janet Jackson. I would have accepted her having me thoroughly checked out but when she tapped my phone, watched what I did over my computers and then followed, listened and watch me live life-I had to draw the line. I did not give Janet permission to run through my life this way. I am not a groupie. I am not star struck. I am not easily impressed with any celebrity or anybody for that matter. There is NO way possible I would have sold my soul to Janet and her friends for the sake of saying that I “know” and “had a relationship” (of ANY kind) with Janet. NO WAY. I value myself too much for that. NO WAY. I am nobody flunkie or hype man. I am nobody's "nobody." I am very much a necessity-in every way. Just because Janet is "Janet Jackson," I didn't just lose my mind and try to fit into her world-and that has never been the case nor is that what any of this is about.

…I refuse to let her get away with this. I do not come to the public with this as some nut trying to make the news. I come to you as a very private individual who simply wants to put her life back together from a six year nightmare. I have a right to defend my life and my privacy. Until she is challenged and this case is brought to justice-she and her people will continue to keep my life in total disarray.

As for you Janet, you know that I never meant you any harm nor (outside of defending myself) did I ever antagonize you or set you up for failure, or have any ill intent in this thing. But I know that between you and me (outside of all the drama and negativity) you already know that. I pray that you get the help that I feel you so desperately need and decide to clean out the messes in your life and redeem yourself to yourself for yourself and to your public-who I am confident that in a matter of days, will have forgotten all about this and forgiven you.

You know that you left me no choice but the bring this ordeal to your public in order for me to be heard and to escape the madness you have been putting me through for these past seven years.

This is for all those nights and days I lay in my bed crying my heart out while you and your buddies laughed and made jokes to me about every move that I made in my house-just to try and drive me crazy.

This is for all those times when at the beginning of your telling me about your Lockheed Martin hookup, yo’ ass had me bathing and dressing in the dark-leaving out the damned house with a damned black shoe and a brown shoe on goddammit-getting dressed in a fucking night light in the fucking daytime.

This is for that time right after you told me that you (and I still don’t know how many people) had been watching me and my buddies in the buff since 1999. Remember that day? Remember that day that y'all laughed and called me crazy after my standing in the middle of my room floor screaming to the top of my lungs: "WHYYYYYYYYYYY?"…swinging at the wind and grabbing my face until I crawled into the middle of my bed frozen for hours.

This is for all those times yo ass had me living in my own house like a prisoner, where the only place I could get a little bit of privacy was underneath the fucking tepee I had to build over my canopy bed to serve as a fortress from your sickness.

You deserve for your public to be told what kind of person you really are-so you can quit putting yourself out there like this soft-spoken “victim” of being Michael Jackson’s little sister. Your public needs to be briefed on what you are really about and the methods to your madness that you’ve exhibited to oppress somebody who is still clueless as to how it got to this point and why it did, when you know I was good to you. When you know I was there for you. So go on and tell your public who your liner notes are about. Tell your public that you were wrong and that I am only defending myself.

I am also gonna tell you this.

You know that for many of these seven years, my hustle has been trying to get this case into federal (criminal) court, because you know that a civil suit will not handicap you and your camp from this Lockheed Martin hookup you got going. So if I am forced to go civil-know that it is a must that I take you for so much that you wont be able to afford to pay your hired help f troublemakers-see if then, your friendship is enough to keep them aboard to assist you in doing the weirdo things you do. Let me know.

I am also going to tell you this in front of your public and you’d better mark my word: You’d better hope and pray that I am able to get this case in federal court so that I may handicap and expose your resources, because in the event that I do not, they haven’t invented the exotic foods that I will be eating off your money with. There isn’t a home built yet that’s going to be worth more than the home your money will be paying for. The Federal Reserve hasn’t invented the kinds of quarters that I am going to shake out of you yet-so you may as well start wearing your pants with the pockets on the outside because you will have no use for pants with pockets for a long time.

I hope that during this damage control front of a relationship with Jermaine that your people have designed for you [because of what’s been brewing to combat the rumors of proof with the hard truth about your sexuality]; I so hope that during the time you have paid and utilized his companion services-you have developed a friendship with that man that you are surely going to need once I am done emptying out your bank account. You had better go and get your last nip, tuck and tweak so that you are prepared for your new career working for Jermaine this time around. Because when I am done wiping the floor with you Janet-you will be working for Jermaine at one of his strip clubs in the ATL dancing to his old song: “Welcome to Atlanta” because that is where your fans will have to come to “Janet Jackson” perform if they ever want to catch any of your fancy footwork across the stage malfunctioning countless wardrobes. Mark my word woman.

Speaking of that. Should you be brave enough to face your public and give your “version” or even your “reasons,” pleaseeeeeeeeeee do not get on television with that notorious (staged and dramatic) “I’m sorry to my fans” apology that you gave with that soft apologetic light and your makeup drawn on in a clowns downward fashion; sunken shoulders, dragging your lips and stretching your eyes like a bullied on kid. No heifer. Don’t even try it. Sit your grown ass up and talk to them in the “strong,” “bad-ass,” “powerful,” and “untouchable” bitch that be “pimpin’it” (rhetoric that you’ve used at me). Show your public how bad your ass really is. Outside of your weirdo fanatics, your public is already sick of your trickery and lies. Show some dignity and integrity and quit trying to make fools of your public: rolling your fingers and lifting your shoulders and barely-there speaking-they already learned what liar you have been and props that adorned and covered your life all in an effort to hide your evil and wickedness. Be true to yourself-most of all.

Regardless the outcome of this situation-should the law continue to "serve and protect" (all the people who can pay for it-such as yourself), at least now, with the book telling all that happened from the beginning throughout all on this website-which led me to go this far, your public can be your judge-as to whether or not you are guilty-as you ARE.

Furthermore, I'm putting this in writing as a challenge to you, Shawn, Aimee, Ricardo, Louisa and Candice.

I will put it in writing to the whole world that I DARE you to submit to a polygraph (to prove to the world that I am just "crazy" and this is all made up). I will even put it in writing that when you Janet and the rest of y'all fail, I won't even need it for when you are finally dealt with in the court of law. I got ENOUGH on you to where it won't even be needed.

To her public:

The polygraph questions will have nothing to do with anything on this website, nothing about the book, the court papers or anything having to do with what is public information. The polygraph question will contain questions of personal and private things that Janet knows about myself and friends of mine by way of her lil Lockheed Martin hookup she's got going. She (and the rest of them) will DEFINITELY not agree to the polygraph because she knows that she will embarrass herself to her public-even with my agreeing that I will agree that her failed test cannot be used for when I have her brought up on federal and/or civil charges.

My question to you (the public) is this.

If somebody (let's use me for example), let's just say that I throw all this stuff on you-you, reading this-and challenge you to a polygraph to prove that I am crazy. You-yourself, would you JUMP at the chance to do so, wouldn't you? You know why? Because you truly ARE innocent in anything throughout this site that I try to throw on you. But Janet and her camp are guilty, and trust me, they would NEVER agree to a polygraph. And as far as Janet is concerned, with all these bizarre claims (that I'm sure you all can tell have some truth to them, even if you are skeptical) she (if she was so innocent) should/would want to clear her name being that she is a "superstar" if for no other reason. I'm crazy? Take the polygraph to prove me crazy

I'm defaming & slandering you?

So sue me.

The truth aint slander.

Telling the truth only shames the devil...