RIP Michael Jackson
// June 26th, 2009 // No Comments » // DVs Observations
I was a huge fan of Michael Jackson from way back in the day when he was into doing legal things and not giving kids “Jesus Juice” or having sleepovers with them on the regular. Part of me wants to think he didn’t do anything with them and was just that fucked in the head that he thought it was perfectly fine for an adult to play camp with a kid that isn’t yours. But, whatever, I’m not the one to judge the dude, BUT I did wish he didn’t fall off.
You see, I didn’t stop being a Michael Jackson fan because of the kid touching. I stopped, well, relatively anyway considering I had my room plastered with his pictures and posters, because the music started to suck and Jackson the freak show took over his image. That all I said, I’ll pay my respects to him now that he’s somewhere.
And I’ll remember fondly how by dancing like him in the Billy Jean video with my band jacket and my mom’s blu-blocker type sunglasses I got girls from the neighborhood to come into my house to check me out dancing. No joke. The only real problem was that while these girls were hot and older than me, I was only 11 years old. I HAD NO CLUE ABOUT GIRLS! So, it’s not like I parlayed my ability to thrust my pelvis into any play. Oh well.
But as time went by with “Thriller” going into “Bad” into “Dangerous” into “HIStory,” I just wasn’t into MJ anymore. I mean, a lot had changed as well… my pelvic ability to jab the air rhythmically was still getting attention and I finally knew what to do with girls! Waste my money for nothing! Hahaha… yes, call me jaded. Anyway, that’s also about the time when MJ was just getting too freaky because he was turning white, his face was noticeably shifting, and he was spawning. Sigh. Anyway, because of the Michael Jackson when he was obviously a little more black, I will give him props and pray that he is finally at peace.
My feelings on MJ are similar to Chris Rock’s:
Wherever you are, RIP MJ.
And if you want to see a pic of me dressed like MJ, go to my post about Michael Jackson and the NBA Draft on Barkley’s Mouth. SHA-MON!
