“If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with.”
So said Michael Jackson and I hope in his passing he found the peace that eluded him in his life.
Michael Joseph Jackson – August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009
So, Michael Jackson’s Dead. Kind of hard to believe. I didn’t track him career like a hound but he was hard to ignore… The ever changing skin colour, the physical transformation and yes the scandals of child molestation. There were other things too, which I’m sure will be fed to us by the foaming at the mouth media till its all but coming out of our ears and nose and but cut the guy a break. It’s bad enough to have every facet of your life examined to the point that your body being taken by paramedics outside your home is captured by the papparazzi of all things… And then in death, every person deeming it their right to talk about you as if you were their best friend… Yet death comes to you alone. I always feel sorry for all these stars… sorrier as they become more famous because suddenly they are public fodder. They’re not allowed to be human, to be flawed or insecure or to hurt. Plastic!
It takes death to humanize them but we don’t let them have that either… They are now angels, fallen or otherwise, glorified in death and made a spectacle out of… Their life and death sold on the streets… Like 20 dollar t-shirts with the king of pop’s picture on it selling outside the UCLA medical center where he died within hours of his passing! And it’ll go on… His albums, songs, videos, his life… Items he used, his home and whatever his last rites may be.. will be catalogued, labeled, valued and sold and resold like so many trophies… and will make people rich!
There was a time when I thought that there only was one singer in the world and his name was Michael Jackson. As in ALL songs were only ever sung by MJ. And his videos are still fun to watch. Who hasn’t watched the boyfriend turn to werewolf to boyfriend to amazing dancing zombie in Thriller. I know as hell that I did. And tried to copy them too. The moon walk, the pelvic thrusts, the spin, the twitches and grunts and shouts and the “Ow”… all of it. I still know the words to Beat it, and Smooth Criminal and Billie Jean… All the rest… Dirty Diana, Remember the time, Black or White, Heal the World, Man in the Mirror, Who is it, Give in to me and They don’t care about us…. Oh so many!
I hope you find the care in the other world Michael Jackson, that you didn’t get here….
Salute!
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