Jacko: Another Doctor Will Testify

Jacko Witnesses Gotti's Daughter

Jacko: Another Doctor Will Testify

There are more doctors in the Michael Jackson case than you'll find on a golf course in Westchester County on a Wednesday afternoon.

But one doctor you'll find in Miami could turn out to be an excellent witness for the defense.

Dr. Alex Farshian has been Jackson's physician for years. According to my sources, he's treated the King of Pop for a number of ailments, including rheumatoid arthritis.

But Dr. Farshian figures into the current Jackson saga more than just medically. My sources tell me that he was one of 11 passengers on the flight from Miami to Los Angeles in February 2003 on which Jackson supposedly licked the head of his now 14-year-old accuser.

The accusation of licking came out in a report by the psychiatrist who saw Jackson's first accuser in 1993 and the current accuser 10 years later. This psychiatrist said the boy's sister saw this bizarre act.

Says one real Jackson insider and friend of the star: "Michael? Licking someone? With his fear of germs? I don't think so."

Dr. Farshian, who did not return calls, is said by my sources to have been on the plane with Jackson, two of his kids, two nannies, the boy in question, the boy's mother and two siblings, and two other young people.

Farshian, according to my source, would have seen anything unseemly that might have happened between Jackson and the boy in such close quarters.

Just like Jackson's friend from Honduras, Dr. Sebi , Dr. Farshian is no ordinary doctor. He considers himself an "innovative" physician and a member of the Life Extension Foundation.

You may remember Life Extension as the fad diet that Clint Eastwood endorsed in the 1980s, which he claimed had made him feel fit and younger. Jackson may be on to something, since Eastwood, who is over 70, has never looked better.

Meantime, Jackson continues to make the wrong P.R. moves over and over. This week he went to Washington, D.C., and tried to meet with the 38-member congressional Black Caucus. Unfortunately, they didn't want to meet with him.

Jackson did have some private meetings, ostensibly about AIDS in Africa, but this was likely just a diversionary tactic while the grand jury met in Santa Barbara.

One congressman said after his meeting that Jackson would be visiting Africa this fall. Uh, "no, not possible" is my answer, since Michael's passport has been confiscated by the D.A. and he is not allowed to travel outside the U.S.

Tonight, Jackson is getting some kind of award he or his publicist probably thought up from an African group. Last night, I am told, he was the guest of honor at another dinner in Washington.

Again, let me remind those who attend: Michael Jackson has no active tax-exempt charities operating right now for children or any other species. His charities are either shut down or under investigation.

Gotti's Daughter Gets the Bad News at Elaine's

As I predicted in this space yesterday, last night's soiree at Elaine's for the new book, "Everyone Comes to Elaine's," was a standing-room-only sardine fest.

With my colleague Bill McCuddy taping TV interviews with guests near the front door, believe me, space was at a premium.

But there were Joan Rivers, Dr. Ruth Westheimer, and Jackie Collins, all in one place, with Mary Higgins Clark and daughter Carol Higgins Clark in another corner chatting about their upcoming mysteries, "Oz" and "Homicide" creator Tom Fontana discussing his new show, "The Jury," plus writer Christopher Cerf, New York Post editor Col Allan, writer Jill Brooke, photographer Jill Krementz, plus Broadway and movie great Polly Bergen, recent "Sopranos" star Patti D'Arbanville, actor Malachy McCourt, Claudia Cohen, writers Gay Talese and James Brady and so on and so forth down the line. The joint was packed and everyone was known for something.

Elaine (Kaufman) and the book's writer, A. E. Hotchner (call him "Hotch") commanded the center table in the narrow front room, signing books, doing interviews, and accepting kudos.

But soon the tiny restaurant was so overwhelmed with people — most of whom plopped down at tables and stayed for dinner — that some of the lights shorted out while meals were being served. No one noticed.

Into this mix, though, came the usual Elaine's serendipity in the form of scandal on high heels: Victoria Gotti .

The daughter of late mob boss John Gotti seemed to be the only in the room who hadn't heard the big news of the late afternoon: that her uncle Peter Gotti's mistress, Marjorie Alexander, who had made several public declarations of love last week in world where secrecy is supreme, had been found dead, mysteriously, at a Long Island motel earlier in the afternoon. The police were calling it suicide. The regulars knew better.

"When she walked in, everyone stopped what were they doing," said one onlooker of Victoria Gotti.

And then, let me tell you, the crowd — which overflowed tables and used up all the chairs the waiters could find — went back to their veal chops and red wine. That's Elaine's.