R.I.P Common Sense

I have to say it here but it’s getting on my nerves (what else is new?) and I can’t really say it outside but I don’t feel anything about Michael Jackson passing away. I never liked a single of song but Scream with Janet Jackson, I don’t like his persona, his demeanour, his work…nothing! I like his sister but not him. Never have, never will.

It’s tragic, of course. Someone who dies so young is always tragic. Especially if you consider the last 20 years of his life that were not among the happiest, one would easily agree.

What’s getting on my nerve is the world-wide hypocrisy now that he’s dead. Everyone is deeply saddened, shocked and can barely hold back their tears everytime they think about him…as they say. This is absolutely sickening!

Three days ago, he was still a horrible lying monster everyone, but his very few true fans, was laughing at when they were not calling him a megalomaniac and schizophrenic paedophile. He was publically humiliated everytime he stepped outside, made ashamed of every single of his moves and words.

Lately countless reporters went to Neverland to grant us with pompous and judgmental constitution-length articles on the appalling state of the park and how lonely and pathetic he now was. We had articles and documentaries on his drinking problems, on his marriages, his children with some fatuous, self-righteous people who never knew him commentating on the dreadful father he was supposed to be.

We had articles and interviews that described him as irritating diva who was asking for a horrendous and highly unjustified price for his last tour.

And now he’s dead and here he is: the fallen angel, the greatest of the greats, the Ninth World Wonder (the Eighth is Beckham, of course…).

Here we are comparing him to people like Maria Theresa and Lady Diana.

The comparaison with Elvis is right for he had a immense talent and brought something new and refreshing to the world of music. Even if I don’t like what he did, no one can deny it and I won’t. But I will put my foot down and rile on everyone who has the indecency and the insanity to compare him to the likes of Lady Di.

Lady Di was a woman of selflessness. She puts her life in danger walking of landmine fields, she confronted the worst going to villages of Sahel and slums of Calcutta to help the poorest and most miserable in the world. She fought until the very end for people to open their eyes and help others.

She was the Princess of the People. Michael Jackson was the King of the Pop like Madonna is its Queen.

Is Madonna Lady Di? As much I love and worship her music, no!

Michael Jackson was a musician who never gave more than his music. So spare us the hypocrite tears, you cowards. You had let him down, you had forsaken him and let him rot alone with a bottle of vodka. You had rejected him then had fed yourself on the sour milk of his misery and slanders created by those who wanted him down.

Now I even have friends who have never once mentioned him when talking about music, never bought a single album and can’t even give the name of a single song from him but who are saying they are in painful mourning.

I have never liked him yet also never judged him. In that way, I might not be sad or in mourning as “the rest of the world” according to the press, but I’m a better person.