Michael Jackson live seance

The most unbelievable piece of fucking shite I have ever seen. And I only saw the last ten minutes.

I've seen Most Haunted a few times - seems a fairly relevant way to entertain/terrify the bewildered and depressed - people who don't believe in God but can't quite bring themselves to believe that spirits, ghosts and leprechauns don't exist. But this shit is unbeleivable -I'm actually asking myself, how dare they put this on?

Watch it on Sky on demand, there's four mental fans sitting there sobbing their eyes out while a sweating Scouser tells them that Michael now considers them his friends. Derek Acorah says he feels Michael's presence in the room - THERE'S FOUR TWATS SAT WITH YOU WEARING SPARKLY GLOVES AND FEDORA HATS - think that could have anything to do with it?! I turned on to hear Acorah muttering some bollocks about Jackson having a sore throat and a woman says 'That sounds like Michael'. What, on any level, does that mean?

I know a bit about the practise of contacting spirits and know it helps some people a lot, but Sky should honestly have to answer for putting this on live. A seance for Michael Jackson is the most exploitative way of flogging a dead celebrity that I can imagine. Acorah is a national joke, and he's given an hour to make up stories to fulfill the fantasies of four clearly unhinged individuals. By the end they are actually speechless, crying and shaking, promising to go back and talk to him again while June bloody Sarpong tried to interview them in the dying seconds before the ads. How do they do this? By going back to (and paying for) another medium, of course.

Anyone who genuinely believes in psychic mediums would surely agree that these experiences should be intensely private, spiritual even. Doing it live on Sky reinforces that this sort of thing is done only to entertain others. Which means that Acorah is exploiting his clients (customers? students? whatever you call them) and jumping all over a dead man's grave to make a fast buck. If I was a member of the Jackson family I'm pretty sure I'd be fuming.