The Death of Michael Jackson

Everyone I know is mourning Michael Jackson's death. Ya, it's sad. He was only 50 years old. He changed the music and dance world with his unique style. I'm not disputing that. I just think that he was hot and sexy when he was still black but he turned into a whacko once he started with his plastic surgery addiction and became white.

I've heard all the stories about his horrible childhood. No one should have to go through life being abused especially when a parent is the abuser. That makes it a million times worse in my eyes. The adults that should be protecting you are causing the pain and for that I hope there is a special hell that all abusers will go to.

At lunch the other day my co-workers all said they don't believe he sexually abused the 3 boys that accused him. That whole thing is "iffy" in my book. I tend to believe it happened even if Michael Jackson didn't think he was doing anything inappropriate at the time. Child molestation is never right even if the molester doesn't know the difference between right and wrong.

So I'm not crying my eyes out over his death. I'm not really feeling much at all. I liked some of his music. A lot of tunes bring back special memories from my younger years but I'm not heart broken and in mourning like so many people I've seen over the past couple of days.

He may be a pop icon but he was also a pretty odd and creepy guy.