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Also, Kelly's elder brother had told them that if they got too close, it really would fall on them. The way he remembers it, his friends chickened out, but not him. I stood there for a long time. That's why I wanted to do this interview here.


The height, the massiveness. You know, the strength that it carries. I remember wanting that, somehow. I wanted to be somebody. I wanted to be tall as the Sears Tower. I wanted to be on top of the Sears Tower. I wanted to be as strong as the Sears Tower feels.

When my mom would be on the highway, I would always look at the Sears Tower as: That's where I want to go, that's where I want to be.

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Kelly have been brief, and restrictions have often been imposed, fences rung around the subjects he wouldn't discuss. Not today. As yet, I'm not really sure why he's changed his mind. The simplest reason, of course, would be that he's innocent of anything he has ever been accused of—in that case the mystery would be why he has sidestepped real conversations for so long.

Though of course, not everyone who chooses to be silent is hiding something. Maybe, whatever the reason for his reticence, he has come to realize that it is doing him more harm than good. Maybe his times of trouble seem so far behind him that he can't see any way they can hurt him now.

Maybe he's just convinced that R. Kelly can ride through any challenge. Maybe he's confident that he has a good answer for any question he'll face, or maybe he doesn't yet realize the kinds of questions that he will be facing. Maybe he hasn't thought it through at all. There's a common way that journalists often choose to approach encounters like this.

Ask all the easy stuff first. Get on the subject's good side, get their confidence. Leave the tricky stuff until late in the last interview, when everything else is safely asked and answered, and then grab what you can. Advertisement That's not how I'm doing this. First, if he isn't prepared to engage in some kind of serious discussion on the more difficult parts of his life, then I can't see how there can be a significant article about R.

Kelly in that is worth printing. Second, it would make me feel spineless and undignified. I've read, listened to, and watched every other R. Kelly interview I could find, and too often what happens is that if interviewers mention anything at all, what they do is make a perfunctory little raid on the subject, touching it just to say they did.

Why play around?

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He knows, at least to some degree, what's coming. He's a grown man, 48 years old. He's stood on a thousand stages and sat through a criminal trial.

I know it's not going to be a comfortable conversation, but surely the most respectful way to have it is to get on and have it. So, walking in here, that is my plan.

The ninety-ninth floor appears to be completely bare. In the huge rectangular room where we meet, there are only two places to sit. One is on some sofas over in the far corner. Kelly chooses the other option. And so we sit facing each other, at a small round table set in the middle of the large empty space on the lakeward side of the tower, glass on three sides of us.

It looks like a surreal over-the-top set for an interrogation scene in an action movie. Before we begin, Kelly tries to prop up his phone on the table between us, to record the conversation—I am as well—but it keeps sliding and falling over. First of all, before anything else, I want to talk with him about his childhood, and in particular some tough aspects of it that seem central to whom he has become. For one thing, his inability to read. My stepfather wasn't really interested in it one way or another.

And my brothers and sisters were so young at the time they wouldn't do nothing but tease me about it. You can't even read! It was so confusing. And then I would end up getting really sleepy and tired. And I can voice-text and say whatever I want to people. And then they text me back and I take my time and I can read through it. He grew up without a father, gone before Kelly was born, and his mother wouldn't talk about him.

My father. I would definitely say it affected me deeply as a young man, coming up.

Who doesn't want a father? Those are the beginnings, and those are what can dictate the roads you choose in life, and choosing them well. And it affected me. He says that until he mentioned it in his memoir, Soulacoaster, he had never told anyone at all about the sexual abuse that he experienced.

Not even his ex-wife Andrea? The more I became successful.

Kelly the world would know—the one who would sell more than 30 million albums, have 36 Billboard Hot hits, invent his own strange musical language, write hits for countless others, and conceive one of the weirdest syntheses of video and music of all time, Trapped in the Closet—would be someone else.

Contact sexual—no. A visual—absolutely. A visual from him showing me his penis and all that stuff. He doesn't say this as though he expects it to be any kind of revelation to me, more as though he assumes I already know it.

I wonder if he even realizes she wasn't described like that in the book. I remember feeling ashamed. I remember closing my eyes or keeping my hands over my eyes. I remember those things, but couldn't judge it one way or the other fully. I remember actually, after a couple of years, looking forward to it sometimes.

You know, acting like I didn't, but did. It became a regular thing. Every other day, every other week. Something like that. Then I started getting older and knowing that's just not supposed to happen—family members.

And I think it started getting scary for them because I just started acting really different about it, and I think it became a turnoff to them, and a scary thing.

I'm still successful, and I've got an album out now, I'm gonna move on after this interview and go to the next interview. But eventually they stopped being around me. Didn't want to talk about it. Didn't own up to it.

But it was definitely not a dream. As I'm older, I look at it and I know that it had to be not just about me and them, but them and somebody older than them when they were younger, and whatever happened to them when they were younger. I looked at it as if there was a sort of like, I don't know, a generational curse, so to speak, going down through the family.

Not just started with her doing that to me.

Kelly, a man who has been accused of multiple sexual offenses against underage girls, has just explained that he believes the sexual abuse he suffered is something that is passed down from generation to generation, so that in each new generation, victim becomes perpetrator. Once he has said these words, and they are hanging in the air between us, it just seems impossible to imagine that he won't at least address the obvious question—the question, he must surely realize, that anyone reading this would immediately ask: By that logic, wouldn't that make you the next in the cycle of child molesters?

If only to disavow it or sidestep it.

But he says nothing. I know I'll need to return to this, but given the awfulness of what he is sharing, now is not the time. Instead, this is how the conversation continues: Advertisement Obviously you know that in the cold light of day what they were doing was a crime.

Do you wish they had been held to account for that? As I'm older, I've only learned to forgive it.

Was it wrong? But it's a family member that I love so I would definitely say no to that one. Do you relate to that? It teaches you to definitely be sexual earlier than you should have, than you're supposed to. You know, no different than putting a loaded gun in a kid's hand—he gonna grow up being a shooter, probably. I think it affects you tremendously when that happens at an early age.

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To be more hornier. Your hormones are up more than they would normally be. Mine was. In a lot of ways, absolutely. I think so. There are no particularly easy ways to ask a man about his alleged relationships with underage girls, but at least the story of R. Kelly and Aaliyah offers a reasonably direct way in. Soon after his initial success, he began writing and producing songs for other artists.

I was making my own records and doing all the music—I didn't even know that that meant producing. Then when I found out I could do that, I didn't just want to make myself great, I wanted to make others great. In Kelly's case it was They appeared together in interviews and videos. Then Vibe magazine printed what appeared to be a marriage certificate they had discovered that showed Kelly and Aaliyah had been married in Rosemont, Illinois, on August 31, Though she was 15, the certificate stated that she was The marriage reportedly was formally annulled some months later, Aaliyah and Kelly never worked together again, and they were never seen together after this period.

Aaliyah died in a plane crash after a video shoot in the Bahamas when she was Neither Kelly nor Aaliyah, before her death, has ever publicly confirmed these details, but their truth has never been credibly challenged; even in the Lifetime channel's carefully sanitized Aaliyah biopic, her father threatens to have Kelly charged with statutory rape. Yet they say I must be put to death for it, and they want me to confess. London, We know that George and Marguerite Benham are dead.

We know that their mulatta Jamaica servant, Frannie Langton, has been charged with two counts of murder and is facing trial at the Old Bailey. We know that Frannie was reputed to have had a particularly intimate relationship with the Missus. And we know that Frannie was found asleep in Mrs.

We know that Frannie has refused to speak in her own defense. What we do not know is what really happened. Frannie herself can only recall parts of it. From her cell, she writes her story for her barrister, her confession. There is, of course, darkness aplenty, solely in the consideration of the degradation of slavery, unadorned. The depths to which some might go to rationalize their positions in this peculiar institution adds a level of awfulness.

There is no need for spectres or phantasms when the realities are so grim. But there is plenty of mystery and suspense. Overwrought emotion is also on full display, with Frannie having plenty of reasons to be concerned about her safety, and Marguerite adding a similar set of worries. And you have your choice of powerful, tyrannical males making life miserable, with Langton in Jamaica and Benham in London.

No secret passageways, sorry. Frannie recalls her days as a slave in Jamaica, her upbringing under the guidance of the maternal Phibbah, a source of wisdom and advice, and a nifty substitute for the usual gothic omens and portents. When young Frannie shows an interest in books, Mis-bella, the lady of the house or cane plantation teaches her to read. When his usual set of extra hands becomes unavailable, Langton uses her as an assistant for his work in The Coach House. Cue thunder and lightning.

The building is shrouded in mystery. We know only that Langton is engaged in scientific well, probably not, as his work involved, at least, phrenology experiments there, and Frannie helps with record-keeping and we know not what else.

We know that the experiments have to do with race, and that, whatever he is up to, Langton has lost the support of his main sponsor. So, nicely ticking most of the gothic boxes. But worse than the things I saw are the things I did.

Two women face the bindings of different forms of subjugation, the placing of heavy weights on their spirits until, it is expected, all hope will be crushed. And is it not a boon for a young high-spirited French emigre of modest means to be married to one of the shining scientific lights of the age?He got shocked, his eyes gaped wide and, in a short while, he went beyond kissing. You always have the option to go to confession anonymously, that is, behind a screen or face to face, if you so desire.

I can still remember how my boyfriend and I celebrated our first monthsary. After a couple of minutes she finally reached her climax. Moreover, two separate articles in the July edition of Cosmopolitan use a lesbian couple as one of several example relationships through which a particular issue is examined.

It's what I've always done. He entered me from behind and started doing me like crazy. Journal of Communication 48 4 : 59— He was forced to immediately pull up his pants, got out of the room and pretended to be getting me some water while I stayed inside.

One time he asked if I wanted to try having sex with another guy, but on one condition:

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