I have remained silent on my feelings about Michael Jackson's passing. Well, I'm ready to speak. The guy was a weirdo, no doubt. He may or may not have done weird things with children (I don't know....I wasn't in the room, or even next door for that matter). The man had a horrific childhood and experienced some very bad verbal and physical abuse. This is not to justify the man's choices in life but it makes me understand why he was never happy with himself....his father, who many boys look up to, was never proud of him.
Despite the man's personal life he was a great artist, sure he had a pet monkey called bubbles, hung his baby out a window, and likes to climb trees. BUT the man could dance...and dance well. He did do some good in the world (before he turned into a doll man). He was just a great artist and many people of my generation feel a bit sad. A bit of our childhood has just evaporated.
There....enough said....back to the cart.
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