First off, the King of Pop...

I remember the first time I saw Michael Jackson. He was on the cover of an OK! and he (sorry die-hard fans) scared me. I was seven years young at the time, and I remember thinking that he just didn't look right, the word 'alien' kept popping in my head. My mother had commented and said that he "used to be black" and that "he had had some work done on his nose." Well, being young and easily distracted, I didn't really come back to the idea of Michael Jackson until I came into my teen years, when music started to play a major role in shaping my ideas. MJ was a major contender.
Seeing, "The Way You Make Me Feel," made me swoon. His voice was very seducting, and the way he moved... Jesus. Again, his name was in the media again for being accused of touching some boys inappropriately. Now, being almost a victim, and a strong supporter of justice, I believed him to be awful and sinful. It's actually quite sad how harshly I judged him these past few years, but, in my defense, I've always felt that children who come out and say that something so terrible has happened to them, and then we completely negate their voice, we wrong them, not just physically, but mentally. They will spend most of their adult lives in therapy, trying to convince themselves that this act didn't occur, and that THEY were in the wrong.
We all didn't see what a great man he was until he it was too late, including myself. Most of his songs are about changing the world and making it a better place. He was in the Book of World Records for being the one man who made the most donations to charities. You know, I think ignorance is the worst thing we can offer ourselves. Being stupid is not okay. Deep down now, I do feel that he was a broken man, confused maybe, but good deep down. We don't know what happened, but it's over now, and let's move on! Reporters and journalists epescially love to gobble up something like this because I do feel that things about Michael will come out, but, I think we all need to leave it alone. He's happy now. Let's give some respect to his family and his children and give them the privacy they deserve.

Now, I'm not going to go into this sob shit story because that's obnoxious, but I do think that he was the greatest performer who ever lived. Here's to you Michael. Thanks for giving us good bull shit.