With everything that’s happened to Michael Jackson recently—the baring of his sister’s nipple on national television, the precipitous career decline of Macaulay Culkin—I hope he can at least find solace in the title song he crooned for that movie about a boy who befriends a rat: “Ben, the two of us need look no more/We both found what we were looking for/With a friend to call my own/I’ll never be alone.” The folks behind the play Michael Jackson and the Ghost of Ben—which offers a dramatic take on MJ’s life from childhood to not-quite-adulthood—surely feel the same way. But I am confused by the description of one character, Dr. Susan Whitfield, “the disturbed and disturbing skin doctor…to whom Michael goes in search of a solution to his skin problem, getting a bit more of a diagnosis than he bargained for.” I mean, how disturbed do you have to be to disturb Michael Jackson? The man wears only one glove at a time! Shows start at 2 and 8 p.m. (see City List for other dates) at Southeastern University, 501 I St. SW. $10–$20. (202) 210-5887. (Josh Levin)