The King

Earlier today, I heard that Farrah Fawcett had died. Television shows that were previously recorded talked about how she was close to death, but because of the immediacy of the internet, I already knew that she had died. This is sad, though we have all been hearing about it for awhile and her death wasn't unexpected.

I ran some errands today and on the radio, I heard "Thriller" by Michael Jackson. Haven't heard that one in a long time and it was fun to sing along.

When the song was over, the DJ stated that Michael Jackson had died from cardiac arrest today, and though he was gone, he'd always be the King of Pop. Then they played another Michael Jackson song. My jaw dropped! I was shocked! This was completely unexpected. Now, I don't mean to write a tribute to Michael Jackson, but come on. Do you expect me to NOT have some thoughts on this? I did, afterall, write a post because I was upset about The Bachelor back when that was all in the news. So, why not give attention to a man who deserves a little bit of love here?

I understand that over the years there have been questionable activities and whatnot. But I have always loved Michael Jackson's music. When I hear some Michael Jackson, it takes me back to Emily Tripp's house, dancing in her family room on War Bonnet. (I think that was her street name? Hmmm It was a long time ago.) Music and dancing was a huge part of my growing up...and who's music was better in that time than Mr. Jackson's? His life, to me, has been so tragic over the past 10 years or so. So sad. As Marcus and I were talking about it a little tonight, I told him how sad I thought it was that Michael Jackson had died, and Marcus said, "I know. He'll be our children's Elvis." He is probably right.