
I feel like MJ has been dead for a while now. He hasn't' actively been releasing albums or touring (that I know of) and has turned into a weirdo recluse. I am NOT disputing the fact that he is a legend and one of the greatest performers of all time, but I just don't really care that he died. I'll listen to his music because it's cool but like I said--it's not a big deal to me that he's not alive anymore. All good things must come to an end...and all multi-cosmetic surgeries must
also come to an end.
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I hope they never say anything like about you or a loved one when they pass...
What does having the gospel in my life have to do with not caring that someone died? If anything it means that I know he's alive and that his loved ones WILL see him again. I'm not sure I'm following your argument...
Having said that, I plan on rocking out at my best friend's birthday party tonight and hoping that "Thriller" or "Beat It" come on because I LOVE THOSE SONGS.
But, I have to say that five or six people texted me yesterday to tell me he died. To be funny I texted Lacie (Tiana's sister) and told her. Her reply was "Sweet, now maybe his kids will actually have a chance at a normal life." Sad, but true.
Love you MJ.
I don't think it's a generational thing-- nor do I think someone needs to die in their prime in order for their life/music to have an impact on the world.
This may be the only topic Dee and I happen to agree on. Long live Michael.