UPDATE: alleged bank robber tried getting ride from undercover Saginaw Township detective
by Andy Hoag | The Saginaw News
Saturday July 11, 2009, 2:04 PM
Out of prison for just over three weeks, Mark E. White chose the wrong car to try to hitch a ride with on Wednesday.
Just two blocks from the Citizens Bank at 2815 E. Genesee in Saginaw that he allegedly robbed five minutes earlier, White, 50, flagged down Saginaw Township Detective Scott Jackson of the auto theft division for a ride.
Mark E. White
Jackson slowed his car enough to allow city patrol officer Ian Wegner enough time to provide backup, and a little more than three weeks after he was released from prison on parole, White was back in police custody.
Saginaw County District Judge Terry L. Clark on Friday arraigned White on a charges of bank robbery, making a false bomb threat, attempted carjacking, assault with intent to commit a felony and assault and resisting a police officer.
Clark set bond at $755,000 for White, who was in Saginaw County Jail.
A preliminary hearing is scheduled for July 24 before District Judge Kyle Higgs Tarrant.
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LETTER: Jackson didn't have it in his heart to be cruel - The Morning Sun Opinion: Serving Clare, Gratiot and Isabella counties
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What surprised me about this letter was that a lot of children of the eighties feel the same way about Michael Jackson; we can't say what happened to anyone under his care because we were not present. We did not personally meet him; we did not know him intimately. However, we felt we did because we saw him grow up in the media and in pop culture.
Bigger than that, we were those people who were- not only little brothers and sisters to hippies- but also some of us were the children of those same hippies. We were therefore prone to go ahead and be "out there" and do things not because we necessarily needed or believed in them but because they added "shock value" to our persona's. We did things that made us more interesting to speak to or know.
So he was- in many ways acceptable- to our ideals.
Yes, he sometimes he was touted as being "out there," and he was thought of as being a bit strange, however, it is not a stretch to believe that someone who didn't have a childhood would want to live or give an over the top childhood to himself- or any other child that simply needed to be a child for a time.
I am the child of a person that lived with a childhood lost.
My mother.
She was born at the advent of the great depression. She knows what hunger is, what it is like not to have toys, she knows what it was to have to grow up before she ever had a childhood, she knows what it is to be a mother to her own brothers and sisters out of necessity-before she was actually a mother herself.
She is the child of an abused mother and a violent, overbearing, alcoholic father.
She has no self-esteem. She is a shrinking violet in a sea of thorned roses and bright tulips and has a heart that can shatter like crystal with the slightest word from her husband and any one of her children or siblings. She wants peace at any price.
To the point it can be extremely annoying, because you want her to stand up for herself. But she won't and can't.
Like Michael Jackson, she would prefer to just make it go away instead of dealing head on with it.
If she could buy peace, she would.
She loves all children and tries to see the best in every child.
She went out of the way to give us the most wonderful childhood we could have within the reason of our father's income.
Like Michael Jackson's daughter, I, being the daughter of a wounded mourning dove, who sings so sadly and yet so beautifully, must say, my mother has been the best mother anyone could ever have, and I love her so very much.
So it's not a stretch to see that this kind of person could happen. And being placed in this time and in this society with such as Brittany Spears and her bald head, and people such as Marilyn Manson and the members of the band, KISS, I guess I can see where someone in that sphere of influence, who was like my mother, could become like Michael Jackson.
Only difference was that he was born male.
One time I was in my parent’s house and my mother was looking around and said to me, "Do you think I'm odd because I have all these toys?"
My mother has an assortment of stuff animals and Beanie Babies she has here and there throughout the house. It's not gaudy or trashy, they are in the guest room and in her room on her bed; and she gives them away to her grandchildren and any child really that might visit, from time to time.
I looked around and said, "Mom, you didn't have them as a child so you can have them as an adult...You can do anything you want with your money."
And it's true.
She can buy as many toys as she wishes. She's all grownup now.
She doesn't have to answer to anyone. I think that was what Michael Jackson wanted too, but he tried too hard maybe...I don't know, no one knows. The biggest part of that is that he was a media victim maybe? That's the sorrow of it; no one will ever really know the truth....
No one can know what he was truly in his heart so no one can judge.
I hope he knew Christ, and I hope in God's hands he has found eternal peace.
And I thank him for his music.
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