
No, I don’t want to write about Michael Jackson. His life or his death …how great his music was …how miserable he made his life , all the mud slinging, slander , court cases….i don’t want to write about any of it. but everytime I read a blog or switch on the TV…. it has something to to do with MJ – he truly was one of those ” love me or hate , but cannot ignore me” kind of a personality type.
some people absolutely adore him affirming the title he gave himself – ‘King of Pop’. the rest loathe him and see him as sex offender…some , like me have mixed views – i like his music and maybe, an optimistic side of me hopes that all those allegations weren’t really true – But i do know , MJ was a troubled soul. He needed help physically and mentally. He could have done so much better, he could be happier. You feel sad when you think of him …he had a sad life, he made it worse for people associated with him.
Now Evan chandler discloses that he was never molested by MJ , he lied. he lied because his father forced him to. There are posts that MJ faked his own death – just to make money from his tours…he knew he could never make it to the concerts, he was too unwell for that.
Call him a legend or you might think of him as a maniac…the fact is – when you talk about music (pop to be precise) – there as never been one like him – there never will be.
Adios – King Of Pop !