If you are a Michael Jackson fan and are in serious mourning, then please, by all means, click mark as read and move on, this post is not for you!
ENOUGH.ALREADY!!!
Michael Jackson, the self proclaimed "king of pop" is dead. Yep, dead. Okay, whatever, let's move on! I am HATING the love fest that this has started.
I will concede, he was incredibly talented. Thriller is by far the best video ever made. He invented dance moves that I still hurt myself trying to do. His music was truly on the leading edge. He was an entertainer like no other for several years. No argument from me there. I loved him during the early 80's and his prime of entertainment life.
BUT - in my mind, he was a child molester. To me, that trumps talent. Sorry kids, it trumps any amount of talent a human being has. Period.
Now, before you get your panties in a wad and starting formulating a comment about how he was never convicted, get my facts straight, blah, blah, blah.....I KNOW ALL THAT!
He did however settle out of court on child molestation charges. To me, that says something. Whether you want to admit it or not, we all know he is as innocent as OJ is. You'd have to have your head buried in the sand to not get that.
I've heard some say, "Oh, but he just had a hard time adjusting to all his fame and fortune. His dad was mean and abusive. He had so much to overcome." "It's just so sad, really." HORSESHIT!
Lot's of people have bad things happen to them. You either let it define you as a strong, able, functioning member of society, who is better for your challenges, OR you let it define you as a freak. HE.CHOSE.FREAK.
And while I'm ticked and ranting, I must now bid adieu to NBC's Today Show. I have been slowing separating myself from them for the past several months ever since Obama became president and they his first-in-line worshipers, but today was the final straw.
We do NOT need a special edition of a "news" program to discuss Michael Jackson's life and death. Nope, don't need it. Has anyone noticed the economy, Iran, Afghanistan, unemployment (to name a few)? I had the show on this morning while I jumped in the shower. All Michael. I got out. All Michael. I talked on the phone with the Shark. All Michael. I did my hair, ironed my pants. All Michael.
ENOUGH!
He's dead. The child molester is dead. Done. Now all young boys and chimps can breathe a sigh of relief and for the love of all that's holy, let's move on.
The.End.
