Monday, June 29, 2009

First real blog

Why yes, it did take me all night to come up with that title. Tossing and turning...with your mother.

Oh, I went there.

Anyway, on to more serious business: I'm sure these past few days have been nerve-racking for most of you loyal, devoted, non-existant cyber fans. You've endured nail-biting suspense whilst waiting, nay, aching to know what I think of the death of Michael Jackson. (Yes, I can read your minds, and no, I will not.)

Truth be told, I have always been a fan and a sympathizer. I mean sure, the man had issues. We all have issues. But I have and will never believe the child molestation allegations. Never.

I maintain the fascination that I've held from childhood when I used to ask my mom if Michael Jackson could sleep over so we could have waffles in the morning. I remember watching the video for "Black or White" over and over again. I remember crying, even as a seven-year-old while I listened to a cassette in my mom's car of "Heal the World." I remember singing "Man in the Mirror." And just last year I, an awkward white girl, totally bought Ebony magazine because he was on the cover.

And I will always remember Michael Jackson as a man who changed the face of music and dance. A passionate humanitarian. A tarnished, slandered boy in a man's body. A legend.

Goodnight, Michael. Your legacy will tide us over until we see you again.



Love,
Katie

3 comments:

  1. Nice job on your first post, girly!

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  2. you bought an issue of ebony? Hardcore! Still have it?

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  3. I pray I do still have it! I remember finding it under my bed when I was cleaning my room, and hope I didn't throw it out!

    And thank you! I tried.

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