JUSTIN BIEBER DEAD at 40

Since Bieber-Creep apes Michael Jackson so much, you figure he'll follow his hero to an early grave.

But while Michael spaced out his creepiness (the sex-change to white woman, the antisemitic song lyrics, the sick fascination with chimps and sleepovers with little boys), Justin has gone into stinkin' overdrive, practically every week coming up with a new outrage. So maybe instead of 40, this surly, stupid son of a bitch will be off the planet at 20. Which would up his legend to James Dean level. Except James Dean had talent. This jerk has none.

Bieber-Creep thinks appealing to stupid little girls makes him great? He thinks because he makes them pauperize their parents into buying $60 bottles of Bieber-Stink and any other products he sells, he's got any worth? He's 4 times LESS of a star than N'Sync.

What is disturbing...and this Anne Frank gaffe is the worst so far...is that he can't simply be the Teen Idol du Jour, as past pretty boys have been, from David Cassidy to Donny Osmond.

In the "old days," your teen idol may not have been much, but at least wasn't offensive, nasty, or grotesque in his egotism, or a poor role model. Paul Anka didn't grab his crotch. Peter Noone chirped happy songs with wholesome messages. Davy Jones didn't brag about the money or give the impression to teen boys that the best way to get a girl's attention is with shitty looking tattoos and expensive hair cuts and stealing the musical stylings of a dead pop star.

The Jackson shit: rip-offs of the dopey moon-walking slide, the one glove, the crotch grab, and for Gods sake, the MONKEY. All of that was disgusting.

But one could be amused at how silly little girls in Dora the Explorer drawers, whose brains were still mostly wet papier mache, and whose crotches resembled paper cuts...were carrying on about him. It was almost a guilty pleasure to watch this twerpy punk turn up on David Letterman's show and cringe in front of a real man with talent, and actually crumble and begin to whine when Dave gripped his wrist to take a look at his latest tattoo! Yes, after the show, people were actually feeling sorry for little Justin because big Dave had TOUCHED, LAID HANDS on the poor kid, and the man's grip had made the poor little punk CRINGE!

Now? What, Justin is flirting with Michael Jackson antisemitism? Will there be a "Jew me" line in his next rap-crap song?

Whenever this arrogant twerp says something stupid, deliberately boastful, and totally obnoxious, and the press begin to vomit, he is quick to shout, "I'm just 19. I'm just a kid. I make mistakes."

Some are already spin-doctoring this latest bit of Bieber-Creepiness. They say, "Oh, at least he went to see Anne Frank's house. This raises awareness of what the Nazis did to innocent children."

Except Bieber showed no such awareness. All he did was promote himself, and figure he'd make even Anne Frank swoon. No, Justin, there are a LOT of teenage girls who think you're a twerp, and have better things to do than listen to your garbage. They are in school. They are reading. They are involved with normal-looking boys. Some are even taking lessons in classical music, and not content to hear "baby baby baby" yapped by a baby-faced dimwit who has been home-schooled in ego and nothing else.

The ego on this bastard is worse than Hitler. It's sad because not every child star, not every young rocker, fails to be grounded by parents or managers or common sense. Sure, it's hard not to be self-absorbed when you're ignorant, have no musical taste, and the world seems to do nothing but throw money and worship at you...and you can instantly find a rather stupid-looking square-headed brain-dead girlfriend who looks more like a cleaning woman's daughter than any kind of star. But even Selena Gomez found him immature, "made him cry," and moved on.

Albert Brooks Tweeted that Bieber-Creep's thought that Anne Frank would be a "belieber" made he, Albert, "want to kill myself." No, Albert, that's anger turned inward. Meet this little bitch at a Hollywood party and slap his fucking face!

Let's hope Bieber-Creep, that very soon some other idiot (Jack Vidgen, the tooth-capped winner of last season's "Australia's Got Talent" comes to mind) can assemble a slightly more tasteful bunch of songs and concert moves…and blow you off the stage and into has-been obscurity, with your crappy albums in the dollar bin along with Osmond, Cassidy, N'Sync and the rest of the drivel that pubescent girls leave behind along with the Dora the Explorer underpants that no longer fit.

Ach du lieber, Bieber. Know what I think? If Anne Frank was alive, living in America...she might have still ended up in a crawlspace in hiding...if somebody was coming after her with free tickets to one of your shows. Neo-Nazis around the world are probably using your music to brainwash and torment people. You are coming close to being another Aryan race symbol of how powerful the alloy of ignorance and money is. But, Butt-head, a lot of people are sick of giving you a free pass, and excusing what you say and do. You are a hot star? Go to heil.