I must admit that I was blown away when I saw that Michael Jackson died. It’s still such an odd mixture of emotions for me. He was an artistic genius and his music was so prevalent during my formative years. But he was also very psychologically damaged. I’m torn between celebrating him, feeling sorry for him, and being angry at him. Either way, I still feel like a little bit of my childhood is now gone.
I loved watching the Jackson Five on TV when I was little. Do you remember how variety shows were all the rage in the 70s? I remember hearing this song, Ben, and it seemed so touching. It was Michael Jackson’s first number one hit. Years later, I learned that it was a song about a rat. The theme song for a movie with some freak who raises rats and trains them to kill people. Yes. That’s touching, isn’t it?
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