Archive for June, 2009

I have to say I am a fan of his music, some, not all, but enough to call myself a fan. I am a child of the 80’s and 90’s which means I was listening to his stuff during the prime of the King of Pop.  The Thriller album was awesome and I was a fan of Off the Wall too.  Not to mention some good songs on Bad and Dangerous. 

 

I understand that his passing is tragic in the sense that a life is gone, a life that was pretty much devoted to making music.  I also understand that he brought joy to many people, mostly his family and close friends and to those who loved his music.  Here is where I become the heartless, soulless bastard that will offend some, but hopefully others will relate to.  You can take this for what it is, my personal opinion.

 

I am not sad. The death of Michael Jackson does not sadden me to the point of crying or feeling bad about the day.  I do not feel like I lost a family member or someone close to me. He died, everyone dies and yes he was only 50 and that is too early, but I never knew him, I never spoke to him, nothing he did or said affected the outcome of my life or the way I went about my day to day living.  I did not dress like him, talk like him, act or dance like him. What I did was sing some of his songs by myself in the car, just like I do with other artists that I like their songs.  Just today on the way to work I was singing Farewell My Summer Love. Now I believe that to be an actual Jackson 5 song, but whatever, I like it so I sang along. 

 

These people that want to have a day of memoriam or a “wear one glove day” as a tribute are truly out of it. How in the world dose a bunch of people wearing one white glove make sense?  It was a bizarre thing to do then and it is a bizarre thing to do now.  I truly do not understand those people that just sob uncontrollably at concerts or when he was on the TV doing the moonwalk or even when he was walking down the street.  It does not make any sense to me at all.  I do know that I am pretty much void of deep feeling and emotions, but this is just irrational to think that a weird guy that decided to make himself white, and was under a lot of scrutiny for the eccentric and sometimes inappropriate behavior towards little boys, had such a deep and profound impact on everyone’s life.

 

It is a very good thing that I do not have to be politically correct and it does not matter the least bit what I think because everyone is entitled to their own opinion an has their own thoughts.  How can I be sad about the passing of someone I did not know?  How can my life be altered in such a way that I need to wear a white glove in tribute of someone I had no interaction with, nor did I feel close to?  There are too many other things going on in the world that I have to deal with that are much more important.  I have a mortgage, planning a wedding, dealing with a sister who can’t afford to pay her bills, mutated poison ivy on my leg that will not go away, bills that pile up, the economy itself, not to mention terrorism at home and abroad. 

 

I know what is going to happen now, the media is going to play this up and have tributes all over the place. His songs are going to be overplayed on the radio as well as satellite. I even heard American Idol is going to replay the top 13 show that had all of his songs on it.

The point of my rant is to not make such a big deal out of a celebrity’s death.  Everyone dies, deal with it.