There will be no more concerts. No more hot dance moves. No more perfect albums. No more visionary vanguard videos. No more weirdness. No more of that heinous nose or peculiar skin color. His life is over and complete. I will try not to remember the oddball that he was towards the tragic end, nor the strange and almost twisted child abuse allegations during the middle, but will forever hold a special place in my heart for the wonderful brilliantly talented entertainer that he once was from the very beginning--the cute little black kid from Gary, Indiana. There is no denying the absolute magnetism and charm this man once held over the entire planet--he held a fame so potent and unheard of --astonishing global fame only Elvis, The Beatles, and the still living Madonna herself would know. He was superbly gifted, fun to watch/emulate, and his music was expertly composed and produced. My brother Charles and I adored that Epic twenty-eight times platinum-selling Thriller album, then came Bad and we were still hooked, and Dangerous would be the last of Michael's great musical moments before it all truly started falling apart. A lonely, confused, eccentric, and tragic figure with perhaps too much thrust upon him since early childhood, Michael Jackson is dead. And yes, I am sad for so many reasons--perhaps the greatest being that THIS only reiterates how temporary the illusion of life truly is, even for a superstar--how we all must finally die someday. Mortality is a bitch! We know it's coming to everyone now alive, and yet it still shocks and saddens us when it happens. How sad to be human sometimes, how very sad...
The breaking news of Jackson's death yesterday was as monumental as 9/11 or the death of Princess Di! The world community spreading the news and united together as tightly as when this icon passed yesterday afternoon was pretty remarkable. Facebook and Twitter have never seen such buzz in their short existences. Some will simply continue to condemn the man, even in his death, but most will pardon and overlook his bizarreness and unsettling minor abuse accusations--perhaps what resonates with me the most about yesterday's terrible news was what one co-worker said to me, "I really think Michael was pure and naive when it came to allowing kids to sleep with him in his bed, and truly never saw it as bad or negative as most adults do." Yes, I want to believe this wholeheartedly, and to think of those who once accused him as evil money grubbing jealous people who took advantage of his stupid ignorant lack of proper adult etiquette. I can write so much, but I gotta end it. I'm genuinely sad. Almost broke down even. Why? I never met the fool and people die every day right? BIG EFFIN' DEAL! It's just that OUR Elvis, OUR John Lennon died yesterday...
Yesterday the globe and most especially his home country America, realized his greatness once again and forgave its astronomically talented native son:
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I just saw Keep it in the Closet with Naomi Campbell and thought "wow Michael Jackson's with a black woman"... then I remembered he IS black
I don't understand the effect of loss that people experience when one of their celebrities die? So far in the past few years, my "Celebrity Icons" like Robert Jordon, Gary Gygax, and Dave Arson passed away and I was just ambivalent. Maybe it's just me... I guess I can only weep for those in my life who I actually know.
Well I think I only have one thing of MJ ... that's when he used to be black... the "WIZ" which was a interesting colorization of the Wizard of Oz. Damn I wish they would make more Black exploitation Films like that... imagine the Wayne's Bros doing "B.E.T, the Black Extra Terrestrial", "Star Warz: Rebels in the Hood", or even "Drivin Miss Madea" (Tyler Perry).... lol... oh man I am gonna piss myself.... lol.
Something tells me there won't be the same reaction to Abe Vigoda's passing.
Sad. Sad. Sad. Far too young. Far too tragic. A less to us all to keep our noses clean and live right.
1st Ed McMahon, then Farrah and about this time Nancy Reagan was shaking in her shoes, you know, since celebrity deaths all happen in threes. Then WHAM - Michael Jackson dies!
I'm a little bit older than you WAT so I remember watching the Tonight Show in B&W! Ed was THE perfect side-kick and could always get Johnny to crack up!
Farrah - what's to say? A sexual icon and even when she was sick and dying, at 62 she looked good. Too bad, that her and Ryan didn't get a chance to tie the knot like they wanted. But alas, cancer does not have a time frame for when it takes your life.
And what can one say about Michael? He truly was a musical genius and über talented. That and he came from a FUCKED UP AND DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY.
The fruit stand guy down the street from my office was playing all MJ all day. People still bopped around while buying fruit listening to his music. I'm going to put on his Thriller and Bad CD's and play the shit out of them tonight. Fuck the housemates.
Now they're saying that MJ's death might have something to do with his diet - you know, since he mostly lived on 9 year old wieners. What? Too soon?
I don't have any real sadness about MJ passing. I think it is a shame. He was very talented and I have enjoyed his music but I never felt a personal connection.
Farrah on the other hand - now she was a big part of my youth.
Human Nature is probably one of my favorite MJ songs. Certainly many to like. I have been oddly obsessed with the news and following along...it is surreal.
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