I heard the news about Michael Jackson’s death while I was at work at 4 am dawn. Since I am on graveyard shift now, I don’t have that much time to blog.
It was a sure thing though that I would blog about it. There may have been a little delay but here I am.
I cannot pass on the chance of talking about this phenomenal icon.
I am not really a great fan of his but nevertheless, he was a part of my growing up years and so I have formed quite an opinion about him. I didn’t get to see him perform during his popular “Ben” years as I may have been a newborn baby during that time. I only got to notice him when he was already doing those to- die- for dance moves.
I liked the way he performs but I didn’t like his reputation of being a pedophile. So no matter how good he strut on-stage, I cannot bring myself to really like him as a person. His music was good owing to the golden voice, his dance moves were much imitated. But as much as I tried to like him as a whole, I cannot do so because the thought that he could be a mean person if he could be abusing little boys in exchange for giving them money made me feel angry.
Of course no one can really say how true it is, but as they say, if there’s smoke there is at least fire”.