[Editor's Note: The following is the first in the Michael Jackson posts, written by DW2K9's very own Deady Money! Thanks to Deady for writing his thoughts for us, there will be more MJ posts to come! --Grim]
The King of Pop has grabbed his last crotch. (Be it his own or that of a pre-teen boy)
Death left millions (?) of fans crying, “I want you back,” after stealing what MJ had stolen from so many adoring fans—his heart. The kill ends a long hiatus between the previous attempts on Jackson’s life in which Death went for a “style kill” by igniting the singer’s hair during the filming of a Pepsi commercial.
As noted by the Grim Reaper, Jackson’s death is “EPIC death, the likes of which we may not see again”. As such, the breadth of Wacko Jacko’s eccentric proclivities cannot be covered in a single post. No doubt—he was iconic to the extreme. Jackson’s impact on popular culture was stunning. I think at one point MTV may have run the video for Thriller every half-hour during Christmas break 1983. His music, fashion and personality inspired musical parodies (Weird Al, anyone?), fashion statements (in the form of zippered jackets and sequined gloves) and the MOONWALK. I mean, how influential have you become when they create an arcade game based not only on your likeness but on your signature dance move? Having played this game, I can tell you there is nothing like rescuing Bubbles the chimp from captivity by hitting the button to unleash your “Dance Magic” power move causing the henchmen on the screen to bust into dance moves which ultimately cause death.
On a personal note, I think MJ’s bizarre attempts to hide his face through alterations to his face/skin (although easily mocked) reveal a desperate man attempting to hide in plain sight by changing who he was on the outside because his greatest blessing was also his greatest curse. Then again, he did give children “Jesus Juice”. Peace out, MJ. I still think Thriller is a fucking sweet video!
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