Am I the only one fucking sick of hearing about Michael Jackson, or just the only one willing to admit it? Yes, he was a music icon, but let’s be honest, when was the last time he put out a song that you actually remember? When was the last album? Prior to the giant “OMG NOOOOOOOOO!” response to his death, when was the last time you heard anything about him in the media that did not involve him being ridiculously in debt, acting like a freak, or both?
And now all of a sudden he’s everywhere and he was so awesome and oh my god, its just so tragic and everyone everywhere was just the biggest fan of his ever! Fuck off. I didn’t care when he was alive, I didn’t care when he became white, I didn’t care when he made music or danced or slipped mickies to little kids or wore pajamas to his goddamn trial, and outside of the vague weirdness that someone who was famous my whole life is no longer in the world, I couldn’t give a flying, iced-over fuck now.
And if you actually gave a shit, you’d have given a shit BEFORE he died. Unless you were related to him, its not your tragedy, and you need to stop fucking gawking, and move the hell on.
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