The King of Nothing

As Mariana Soffer pointed out in her comments on the previous post, the news media was paralyzed for weeks in the wake of the death of a pop star.

I for one was happy to ignore this story, and so I was not subject to the endless images and clips of his song and dance antics.

I apologize to those who will take offense at my indifferent attitude
But the death of Michael Jackson seems a trivial non-event to me in the shadow of the death of my own father, and the subsequent passing of my beloved dog.

They said he could dance...
And of course they were right

Michael was a great entertainer and he could sing and dance better than most
But to me his message of inter racial equality was over shadowed by his overwhelmingly desperate attempt to change color himself.
(It's ok to be black, but not for me, so I'm bleaching my skin...)

Add to this the fact that the man admitted that he thought it was perfectly OK to lure young boys into his bed, as long as there was nothing tawdry going on....

It still gives me the chills to think about it
Still makes me sick that anyone would still idolize the man after that

The man was a super star
He was the King of Pop

So What?

Pop is the mainstream entertainment gruel that the industry cooks up special for the lowest common market denominator.
Without meaning, without substance, without impact.
This is something to be proud to be the king of?

One might as well aspire to be the King of Walmart or vanilla ice cream...

We are poised at the moment of irrevocable change
Our future as a society perhaps even as a species, depends on the decisions we make today.

So give MJ his fifteen minutes and move on - PLEASE

The 24/7 media attention that was given to this event was not merely despicable, it was criminally irresponsible.

Who is where - on health care?

I'm not up to giving my take on the current state of health care in the US

I will however ask you to watch this commentary by Keith Oblerman last night

What ever alse you might think - this guy has guts...