After watching an almost endless loop of “Thriller” video clips, I’m wondering what everyone else is thinking.
I for one, am sad to anyone die before their time. But, I suspect that Michael Jackson had been courting his death for a long time, prior to this.
His family tried to get him into rehab for drug abuse. Morphine always catches up to you, no matter how many times you look over your shoulder at it, as you “run away…”
The prosecutors in California tried to put him into prison, for being “not normal,” to put it politely.
And from watching the spectacle that was Michael’s life… Michael didn’t exactly live on this planet, huh?
His music… well, that tried to put him a step above everyone else, and many would say that he succeeded.
Like many people my age, I grew up listening to Jackson amaze us with his talent, as he slowly slipped away from us… as his eccentricities and ailments made him more and more reclusive. In a way, he was my generation’s Howard Hughes.
Regardless of how you feel about him as a person, he was a musical genius. And, that’s the way I want to try and remember him. To remember him as “Wacko Jacko,” or a deviant, or someone I couldn’t trust around my kids… well… that’d just make me sick. And, there’s already enough sickness in the world. So, I’m just gonna get caught up in the “where was I when?” memories that all those video marathons are helping me relive. It’s just easier.
Hey, if nothing else, watching your relatives and creditors try to destroy each other as they try to loot your estate should prove interesting…
I just hope that somebody steps up, to look after your kids. They’re the “innocents” that I wanna see protected from the media hurricane that is about to engulf them.
It makes you think, doesn’t it?
“What if I was to drop dead tomorrow? Who’d take care of the kids?”
Man… what a tragedy…