Today, Michael Jackson died of a heart attack. I can only imagine his last thoughts as he died trying to hold together a vast crumbling empire.
When he was in his prime, there was no one better. “Billy Jean” and “Beat It” are still better than 99% of all of the shitty pop songs released today, and he turned the video music format into a formidable force until MTV took it out and shot it a decade ago.
The good news is that we don’t have to watch Michael go through the horrible decline that was waiting for him. He owed hundreds of millions and was literally worth less than the average street bum. His only hope was a new tour and some revenue.
The bad news is his family is a bunch of circus freaks. They’ll be picking over his bones for another decade.
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