Michael Jackson died yesterday. He was 50.
Putting away what everybody hears/heard on the news… I got shivers down my spine. I really wasn’t expecting this, believe it or not. Was actually hoping to see one of his final concerts somehow.
Regardless of his stormy life, what we liked, what we didn’t, what we oo-ed or ew-ed in front of, today the world has lost one of its greatest icons.
I still can’t believe it and can’t believe what the news are saying either.
What can be said? Regardless of anything else… One way or the other, he will be missed and his work always remembered. There’s no way you’d be indifferent to Michael Jackson. You’d love him or hate him, but somewhere, inside of you, there has always been an attraction to him somehow.
Rest In Peace.
