Odd, actually. I just happened to be at UCLA today when Michael Jackson died. The receptionist in the building where I was, reading her cell phone, gasped as she exclaimed his death. She had just been texted by a friend of hers working in the medical complex where Jackson had just been pronounced dead.
I've always liked most of Jackson's music, but I've also always thought him to be a tortured soul, never having known happiness in his life. All of the money he sunk into recreating his physical appearance. I just don't think he was ever happy with the fact that he was a black man. I think that's really sad.
I've always thought he was most likely a pedophile and got off because of his money and influence. I also think that the parents of the child he was alleged to have abused were just as complicit as he may well have been as they knew full well of the previous allegations made against Jackson and allowed their son to be placed in a situation from which no good could have ever come, only lots of money. I find their conduct despicable.
All in all, a tragic life that had amazing talent. Maybe he will now have the peace he lacked in life.
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