I watched the memorial to Michael Jackson even though I thought it was just as ridiculous as some of the events when Elvis had died…
I cried and kept wiping tears away as many came up and gave personal stories concerning Michael…most of the statements were moving and the singers gave moving renditions…Jermaine definitely had me in tears…
I was born the same year as Michael…so I was struck by his untimely death…and I had followed Michael most of my life…as a young man I and the neighborhood kids would play the radio and sing Michael’s songs with spoons as microphones…we all had our little dance moves to boot…I even wore Stacy Adams wing tips that had white tips and black…white socks and short pants to do my little moves at the disco joints….never wore the glove though…that was a little much…
Loved his “Off the Wall” and “Thriller” albums….I probably bought at least three of the “Off the Wall” albums…I told that story at the family get together over the 4th…and the kids didn’t understand why I had to buy so many albums….I laughed as did most of the older folks as I explained that we used to play a vinyl disc on a rotating turntable where a needle physically touched the vinyl and would wear it down…it amazes me that time has advanced such that we could talk about how one would listen to the radio…buy and play 45′s…albums were a luxury…8 track cassettes…Sony Walkmans with cassettes…and now MP3′s….
I hauled around 3000 record albums for years after leaving the service…I had several plastic containers that would hold about 100 of them and each one weighed about 20 or 30 pounds each…I had all my albums alphabetized….and often fanticized about how I would one day sit down and play them with young people around so I could share the beauty of music…after much travelling…I finally sold them…now I wished I had of at least kept my Michael Jackson collection…
I grew up in an atmosphere that was somewhat racist…and little Michael Jackson and several other entertainers actually helped to break through something that would have scared me for life…eventually I ended up in a school system that was 60 percent black, 30 percent spanish and 10 percent white….when I dated my first time it was with a beautiful African American woman…something that I had to feel ashamed about and keep secret from my Dad…eventually the truth came out…I even permed my hair so I could pick it out in a fro…some said I was screwed up…and to some it seemed so…I was proud that I could be accepting and accepted by other people of different nationalities..
When I went to the service…I tried to spend time in all the different groups at our company barbecues…and I did a lot of things with my African American friends…I remember some of them being highly upset at Michael when he was seen with Brooke Shields…and some of them felt he was betraying his people…that was just the way it was…I didn’t care one way or the other…his music was what had me excited…and it is his music that was great…even though eventually he started getting strange with it…
When I left the service…I remember seeing MTV and thinking…they only play about 20 different video’s over and over again…I never really thought it would go far…but I do know Michael had some of the most intrigueing videos before anyone else…after being overseas for 3 or more years and coming back to the states…cable television was in it’s infancy and was fascinating as it gave one a lot more options…so it was great…
Life went on and after “Thriller” came out…Michael kind of went into the background…but the stories of his face changing….his skin getting lighter….sleeping with a chimp…buying some big ranch he called “Neverland”…and I found that bringing him up in any conversation immediately got interesting…but for me it was always about the music…and even now…that he has left in such a way…too me it’s still about the music…
Sharpton’s comments saying that Michael was not strange…is ridiculous…goes to show how much credibility he has…anyone who has watched Michael in the last third of his life…can clearly see the man was strange…saying he wasn’t and then trying to pawn it off on others is just a cop out for what is actually the truth…
I have known a lot of people in my 51 years of life…and I haven’t met one that treated a chimp better than they did their own family members…nor slept with one…now that was strange…
His fascination with creating a playground…while not crazy…was strange especially for someone leaving his 20′s and reaching his mid 40′s….
I personally don’t think he was a pedophile…and to be frank he was never really found guilty of such…but by his own admission he slept with boys in his bed as an adult…that was a lack of judgement on his part and shown how naive he was to the way the rest of the world would view what he did…I don’t know of any grown man that wouldn’t be thought strange to sleep with young boys…come on…
While Sharpton declared to the children of Michael Jackson that their Daddy wasn’t strange…just looking at the children…tells me that the declaration is false…just look at them…do you see any Michael Jackson in them…I don’t…and I am sure there would be some kind of physical DNA evidence even to the complexion of them…I can see Debbie in at least two of them…
Just think how Michael paraded these kids around…now that was strange…dangling his child over a balcony was strange and wrong…the relationship between him and Debbie to procure the children was strange….
Maybe Sharpton needs to go to a dictionary and look up the word strange…because he definitely got it wrong this time….and he should have kept his butt in a seat…I found his statements and show mongering to be out of place and par for the course…I noticed that while everyone was on the stage and singing “We are the World”…enjoying the moment…they panned a shot on Sharpton…and he was looking up at the big screens to see if he was on it…sure enough he saw himself and tried to play it off…just then the camera faded off of him….
Yes…Michael in his adult life was strange…it’s nobody elses fault…trying to place the blame on others just because they can see it… is ridiculous…
Nobody forced him to reside with a chimp, spend millions to change his appearance, spend millions to have children that don’t even look like him, spend millions on an amusement park at his residence….and the list could go on….yes Michael was strange…and while he was the Daddy for the kids and he took care of them like a Father…it’s very unclear if one could say he is the Daddy by DNA evidence…it was strange how they became his kids to most people who witnessed it…to dismiss it…is swimming in the river denial…
Last but not least…the word “Reverend” is used in the King James Version of the Bible only once and it refers to the most High God…the word itself means to be awesome…to be greatly feared…that’s not you Sharpton…and this goes to everyone who thinks they deserve this title…trust me you will be called on it when you see the Lord and you have to explain why you thought you should get the glory that is reserved for the Lord…in fact wasn’t it the Archangel Lucifer who was caught up in this as well…
Personally I think you’re just an opportunist who likes to have his face in some kind of controversy…some would say a media whore…personally I think you’re just full of hot air…and definitely not feared…at least by me…
Ytrebil
He was a different sort, Michael, wasn’t he? I think it must be hard to become an icon and then live up to that.
Poor man. Poor us.
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Avrum…yes he was…we were born in the same year…so I guess it was hard not having a parallel existence…
His music still makes me move…even though moving is not as easy now as it used to be…I find it amazing he was even able to still do some of the dances he did so well…
Many times I imitated Michael…and I suppose and know many have…
It’s a shame that in light of the time since this posting…much has been revealed…
One never really realizes how great it is to just walk out your front door…walk the dog…jump into the car…and have freedom to do that in solitude…
ytrebil aka Blue
it sounds as if we share similar types of souls. I like, as well, to enjoy life on that level. I believe I could sit on a park bench for seven years or so, as long as I was able to schmooze with people (and write about it).
You seem like a good man.
Take care, avrum
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