Oh boo, hiss, bad news! Just a few short months after the birth of their son, the news has been confirmed that superstar Janet Jackson has indeed split from her billionaire husband Wissam Al Mana.
When this news started circulating, I was loathe to cover it. Fearing yet another vulture story, I thought “Naah, people stay circling waiting to hear bad news. We didn’t know she was married till she told us, we didn’t know she was pregnant till she told us. So I’m not going to believe anything we hear until there is a statement from the Al Mana household!”
Well, turns out I didn’t have long to wait at all. The news was reported just a few hours ago although it is believed to be a separation and not a full-on divorce at this time.
It would seem that the source of their troubles is Wissam’s controlling nature; he’s allegedly behind her much toned-down dressing, concert choreography and general lifestyle. This is Janet Jackson o! The same Janet Jackson who flashed her boob in front of the citizens of the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave o! She’s now wearing hijab and walking around dressed like a ninja.
On the one hand, I feel like screaming “Girl, what was you thinking??” Listen, I don’t know this Wissam Al Mana fellow. I’m sure he’s a lovely, caring gentleman. His billions must also go a long way to easing any rough edges and personality incompatibilities there might be ?. But there is nothing about his face that says “Yeah, that’ll do” Nothing that says half measures or compromise. You don’t get to be a billionaire by letting things that don’t work for you stand in your way. You obliterate, you remove, you fix. I am not in the least bit surprised; just mildly confused that Janet thought it would be any other way.
On the other hand, I think it’s fascinating to see how control works. It is no respecter of class, status or exposure. You could be worth a pretty penny and still be under the influence of another person. You might seem to have a charmed life and still be living in a gilded cage. Control does not just affect the unemployed housewife with no answers and no options. Sometimes, you might be Jackson royalty and still get told what to do and what to wear even when you’re 50.
For the sake of their little bundle of joy, Eissa Al Mana, I hope they managed to find a civilised middle ground so that they can co-parent successfully. And for their sake, I hope they can find some joy in the memories of yesteryear and remember their marriage with some joy.
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