Good Riddance
July 2nd, 2009 at 2:56 pm by MicheleI know I’m going along with the media and beating this dead horse, but this article is just too good to pass up. This to me, is Michael Jackson’s true eulogy:
OK, I said it — and it’s about time somebody had the nerve to say what millions of people must feel and believe about the once-talented black man who turned himself into a white woman before turning himself into a monster.
But you’d never know any of that if you’d listened for the past week to the endless prattle from the sickening, fawning media and all those Hollywood music phonies who were crying crocodile tears over someone they’d mostly avoided like, well, a pedophile.
The writer is a friend of one of the victims, so you should read the whole thing.
The way I see it, asking us to remember Michael Jackson as a magnificent talent is like asking us to remember John Wayne Gacy for being a hilarious clown.
July 2nd, 2009 at 4:45 pm
It’s just as well that he died at 50. Another decade and he would have been indistinguishable from the Jigsaw mask in “Saw”.
July 2nd, 2009 at 5:52 pm
“The way I see it, asking us to remember Michael Jackson as a magnificent talent is like asking us to remember John Wayne Gacy for being a hilarious clown.”
Wow….no kidding. What a great line, it is just so true. We can add it would be like holding charles manson up as a stellar example of what a “family” man should be….
July 2nd, 2009 at 11:30 pm
That is truly a great line – thanks Michele.
July 3rd, 2009 at 12:08 am
“Good riddance” — my thoughts exactly, Michele. In the end, his exterior reflected the rotting and dead inner core.
July 3rd, 2009 at 9:17 am
I was imagining him if he wasn’t the biggest pop star ever.
There’s a wealthy 50 year old man who’s engaged in plastic surgery to the extent that his nose is falling off, and starved himself until he looks like an inmate of Auschwitz, and is forced to wear a wig because he suffers from alopecia due to malnutrition. He lays in bed singing songs while drug suppliers stand around his bed feeding his needs. Along with paying off a woman to give birth to kids that aren’t biologically related to him so that he may adopt them, this deformed monster has people who supply him with little boys that he will get drunk so that they can “sleep” with him.
Sounds like a character from the Silence of the Lambs series that Hannibal Lecter would feed to his pigs while you secretly cheered.