I was listening to 987 FM last night, and there was this Michael Jackson song playing (Smooth Criminal). After the song ended, the DJ (the programme was Say it With Music, I think) started talking about how much of an 'overkill' all this media coverage of his death was, and that 'everywhere she looked, she saw something about Michael Jackson'. She even said in a conversation / discussion with a listener that it was so much, that she wanted to 'kill herself'. Yes. Her exact words. At that point, I seriously 'HUHed' aloud.
Personally, I think that not even all this media coverage and all the post-death fame can cover all the bad coverage and notoriety he had received when he was alive. I mean, when he was alive, people accused him of child abuse, plastic surgery, and what not. They didn't stop and think about his past, and bothered to look into what
he had been through. And now that he's gone, they respect and admire him, and say 'oh, he was a great man' and 'oh, we will miss him', and what not. It is certainly true that an artist gets more famous when he dies.
In his memorial, Reverend Al Sharpton received a standing ovation when he told MJ's children,
"There wasn't nothing strange about your daddy. It was strange was what your daddy had to deal with."
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