As cliche as it might be, I am writing about the death of the greatest pop-icon of all time, anyway.
This is a huge loss. Seriously. I still can't believe this had happened... regardless of how expected this tragedy might be.
I first heard while I was at work. One of our regular customers came in and said, "Hey, did you hear who died today?"
"Yeah," I said. "Farrah Fawcett?"
"Well yeah, her too. But Michael Jackson died too!"
My heart dropped. "You're kidding me, right?"
"No! I heard it on the radio on my way here. I was a big fan. (This is a man about 60 years old) This is too bad. I grew up on him!"
Naturally, I didn't want to believe him, being a big MJ fan, myself. I called my dad, because I figured he was watching the news anyway.
The phone rang a few times and my dad picked up.
"Hello."
"Hi dad. Are you watching the news?" I asked.
"Yes. Why?"
"Is Michael Jackson dead? Someone came in and said he was dead."
"No. He went into cardiac arrest and he wasn't breathing. They rushed him to the hospital, but no one knows if he is dead yet. Everyone is saying it doesn't look good though." my dad explained.
"Oh, ok. Well, keep me updated."
After that, a few people came into the Movie Gallery talking about how MJ had a heart attack. By this point, I was freaking out, quietly to myself.
My dad called about 15 minutes later.
"Jimmy, they are saying that he is in a coma... so... say a prayer."
The only thing I could say was, "God... please..."
A woman approached the counter and was on her cell phone (something that really really really bothers me!).
"What! You're kidding! He is not! You are lying. Ok... well, call me back."
"So you've heard about Michael Jackson?" I asked.
She said, "Yes. That was my sister on the phone. She said one station says he was dead, but another said he was in a coma."
After the woman left, I got another phone call.
It was my dad.
"Jimmy, they've confirmed it. Michael Jackson. is. dead."
When I didn't think my heart could sink any further, it did.
When I got off work, I came home. A response of one of my roommates was "Good!"
Good? All freakishness aside... this is a good thing? This man was somebody's son. He was a brother to eight brothers and sisters. He was a father. He was a genius in his own right. His art is spectacular... and this is good?
I don't care about his private life. Who knows if he really was a child molester? He was acquitted. What good is our court system if people can't trust it? And I say, if he was acquitted, then he never did it. If he did, forgive, forget, move on. Personally, I don't think he had it in him to do such a horrible thing, but that is besides the point. No matter how weird he was, no matter how strange he made himself look, no matter the controversy and the rumors, he was still a human being. He was still a person... and he was a person who was a GREAT entertainer. The true king of pop.
Michael Jackson
My prayers go out to his family.
Comments (5)
It is truly sad when our society applauds the death of a person.
No matter what others viewed him as, he was a human being, he was a soul, he was a father in the least...and its disgusts me that people are still dragging hs name in the dirt.
It's OK for the Media to talk non stop about "Who wore it better" "Celebrity breakups" and "Fashion Police" But when they cover a story of a tragic life and death of this man, they are wrong(????)
Jimmy, I posted a comment on your board before I read this.. I agree with you and the Girl above me....Tell that room mate of yours, whichever one he is that he has struck Mom's bad side
I am mourning his loos as well...
My father thinks it's hilarious. Every time the subject comes up, he laughs and cracks jokes and expects everyone around him to "crack up" too..
Sad, indeed.i've said it before. it is nice to have a safe place to mourn his passing. Bless you and keep his legacy of excellence alive.
This is exactly how I feel.