I really didn’t like Michael Jackson or his music. I left town for a camping trip and came back to find he’d died. Maybe I should go camping more often.
I felt sorry for the guy really. He never had the chance to be a kid when he grew up. He was thrown right into the spotlight and had to perform and tour at a very young age. Later in life he tried to be a kid, but had the hormones of an adult. Not a good combination.
He owned the rights to the Beatles and married Elvis’ daughter. He really tried to be the King of Pop and whatever else he could. Then he died, apparently just like Elvis, via a prescription drug overdose. You have to wonder if that was actually his plan.
I for one am glad that chapter of the freak show is over.