I don’t know where I am going to go with this exactly. I just feel like ranting for a moment or two.
Partly, my problem is Michael Jackson. Having lost a child, Michael’s death breaks my heart for his family. I know that loss, that pain, that empty place that never gets filled again. I know all ways that it comes back, in the little things, the holidays, in the faces of other family members, in our memories and little jokes and in our dreams. I know every detail of what could have been, but never will be.
I look at the news on TV, I read the articles, but I see nothing from them, not even a hint of grief. And this could be in part because they are grieving in private. It could also be because the glorious media does not want us to see it that way. After all, they’ve honed that talent of getting us to listen and hear only what they deem important, or better said, what they deem the truth.
I watched with great anticipation the media coverage of his alleged child molestation charges both times. Could it be true??? The media was right there waiting for him to be charged and found guilty, every moment they could grab they took advantage, every detail. Criminals should be prosecuted. Children should be protected, the public warned. However, none of this took place.
Now, he has died, somewhat mysteriously, or at least that is what we are all being fed. One moment he was in bad health, the next it was good health, it was his heart, it wasn’t his heart. It was drugs, but then we don’t know that for sure either. One more detail means one more story. No matter, dead is still dead.
Forget the doubts, the allegations! He is a hero again- our hero, our “son”, the brightest and most talented of all time. Some claim he is moon dancing on the streets of gold, someone else called him the prince of peace. I’ve heard people say he was a giving, caring person. Was he? Maybe so, in part. But maybe the goodness in him was buried so far down it couldn’t find its way out. Everyone with a story is on camera giving it. Everyone wants a chance to be known as a pal of the late, great Michael Jackson.
Farrah Fawcett died that very same day. Her funeral has taken place. She was mourned and buried, someone said she was mourned like normal people morn their lost. Not so with the death of Michael. Now we have another week of this charade, the mourners, the worshippers, the Michael story tellers and the big upcoming public funeral. They will sell seats, maybe popcorn and cotton candy to bring in a few more bucks. If you can’t get in, you can watch it broadcast from big screen TVs. Or maybe from your own, something maybe HBO could pick up. Or we can package it and sell it later on, market it for Christmas on DVD – what a great gift it would make.
Michael did not become famous on his own. Had the public not worshipped him, his music, his moves, his lifestyle he would not have been famous. He would not have been given the opportunity to inflict his disgust on so many for so long in so many different ways. And maybe there never would have been the claims from those boys and thier families. The public only needed to stand up and say that it was wrong, gone too far, too explicit, not acceptable. Isn’t that the stance taken with Elvis and his girating moves? Yes, and with good reason.
We don’t do that anymore. We have freedom of speech, freedom of expression of our creativity. It’s music, after all! We have “choice”, and if you don’t like it, don’t listen, turn it off, but let others alone. Its our right, this is America, home of the free. Criminals are not prosecuted, children are not protected, the public is not warned. We have lost our dignity as a country. We have no shame. We share in the sins of others.
I think the only thing left to do is to stuff his body and parade him around on a float. It’s summer, so why not send him around state to state as an act to the county fairs? Then the public will have ample chance to pay homage to their king of pop. And the money mongers will have thier fill of thier newest side show and will cash in big time. The media will experience more job security. No one cares about real news headlines anyway. Let’s bleed this man’s worth for every penny we can while we still can. Disgusting thoughts, aren’t they?
What is in the heart of a family who would allow any of this to continue for one more moment?
Even though I haven’t listened to his music for many years, I keep hearing some of his songs in my head – Ben, Billy Jean and the Man in the Mirror. I think of all the stories I heard of him over the years, his childhood, the abuse, the neglect and down right abandonment. What kind of a father takes his young sons to strip clubs to perform? It seems he was only alive to provide for his family, those who should have been providing for him, supporting him, loving him. I wonder the horror that he endured as a child and as a man. The pain and degredation that never healed, never left him. I wonder about his dreams and the thoughts that went through his mind over the years. I wonder what he saw when he looked at himself in the mirror, or more importantly what was looking back at him.
I think of his children in the hands of those who made him who he is.
I wonder what kind of man he could have been otherwise.
The Lord says we reap what we sow. He says that the sins of the fathers are passed to thier children, He says we share in evil when we do not speak against it.
Who is to blame?
mkayla, you were able to express things I had in me. You are right; who WAS the man in the mirror? We will never know. No one knows except MJ, God and any potential accusers. I find it disgusting that even now there is other evidence (videos being released) coming forth on the allegations against him. Why now? If there had been evidence yearsa ago, why not have released it back then? Why wait until a man is dead? What about protecting children? What about someone coming to Michael’s aid back then? So many questions one could ask.
Even now in his death so many want a piece of him. Making a profit off of him in any way they can. Goes beyond sad. I wonder if he was ever loved for just being himself.
Or if he was loved for what his fame and wealth gave others.
Oh how I hope he found the truth and called out to Jesus at some point near the end of his life.
Michael finding Jesus Christ would be the BEST news in this horrendous situation. I was out of town the day of his funeral and was very glad to have been away from the TV. I did catch a moment when someone appeared to be praying something about “change”. I just did not want to know where that was going!
I am glad it is mosly all over now.
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M’Kayla, I also noticed a couple of days after his death, I saw his father speaking to a reporter outside somewhere, and it struck me right then that there was not a hint of grief or sadness in the man’s face. His countenace was that of someone who is just fine, thanks, never mind my son has died. I could see that there was not a drop of love there. He just used and abused his own children from the earliest years. That man disgusts me. I hope MJ’s children don’t stay with them for long.
Yes, it was Joe Jackson who made me question the family’s grief over Michael’s death. He seemed more concerned in supporting some new business venture than anything else. Very sad.
You know what? I believe there was more to MJ than we will ever know. Since it has come out he was murdered…not manslaughter, but murder, it makes me wonder why. I’m sure we will never know the full truth. But God knows and God knew MJ’s heart when he left this world.
Really like what you have done to the blog! Looks great.
His brother Jermaine is a Muslim. I watched an interview with him just after Michael died and Jermaine made a couple of references to Allah, and that Michael was a gift from Allah and that he took Michael back to heaven because the world “wasn’t ready for such a gift”. Listening to him made me wonder if Michael was a Muslim too.
These days people talk about God in so many different ways and there is an underlying belief that we are all talking the same thing. We are not.
I find it so hard to believe that a doctor would continue to administer such a dangerous drug as a “sleep aide”. No matter how I look at that it does not make sense to me. Now, if he gets off, that will be something different to ponder.
There has also been the point made that Michael was in great health and I would have to agree that someone with his energy to sing and dance in that caliber could hardly be a drug user. I don’t think the autopsy turned up drug use, either. I just watched a short clip of his rehearsal and I just don’t see sick or drugged there. His voice is so clear.
Some things we will never know at least not while we are this side of heaven.
There are many who knew MJ and have stated emphatically he did not convert to Islam, although there was a lot of pressure on him to do so.
Interesting his brother would say that since I thought they believe infidels do not go to heaven.
Hi angela di
I am sure there are many things about Michael that we may never know. I thought it was an interesting point, too.
I can really relate to your comments about MJ, and you speak eloquently, you do not compromise truth and yet I sense you have a heart towards his suffering. I think his story reminds us that both the earthly great and small are hurting and we need to be sensitive to that and as Christians, whether he was at the end of his life a Christian I do not know, however we still must promote truth and defend anybody against false information.
I think of so many times when I blindly believed the allegations and did not take the time to search it out for myself….believed the media of all things!
I am glad that through the efforts of many Christians I have learned to be more discerning.
Although, I was not someone who followed his career after Thriller, sometimes I sense that God is using MJ’s death, although I am cannot quite discern what it is.
It certainly has opened up the conversation on the blogs as to what it means to be a Christian. So many fans, many who are Christians, believe he was a Christian because he spoke about Jesus. While it has opened up the dialogue, unfortunately some of it has been very harsh.
Anyway I thought this was an interesting site. I support anyone who wants to disclose the truth in any situation. I hope you do no mind posting the link, I just came across it by accident. I have no connection to these people.
Enjoy your blog.
Angela, I spent many years compromising truth in my relationship with the Lord in following after false teachers and prophets and becoming one of them. It is because of God’s mercy and goodness that I was shown the truth.
My heart goes out to MJ’s family and all who love him. It is always so hard to accept the death of someone we love and when it happens we miss them in so many ways and for the rest of our lives. The absence and the gap it leaves in our lives never gets filled. There is no one who can fill in those holes, except that person, who they were to each of us, who they were mean to become and all the memories and days that will never be again. Never.
I have prayed that those in their grief would cry out to the Lord. Not just for a momentary fix but for true salvation. Death should remind us of our own mortality and not one of us know when we will will have our last day. I hate to think of those who are deceived for whatever reason into believing something other than the truth in knowing they will stand before God as judge one day and it will be too late to make different choices.
We have to take peace in knowing that our wonderful God knows the truth. And if it is true that a person is responsible for the death of Michael, their actions have not escaped the One who sees all. And outside of repentance, their riches will perish with them.
Thanks for your encouragement. Feel free to comment as much as you would like. 🙂
Blessings to you in the name of the Lord. 🙂
Thanks for allowing me to comment here…not always easy to find like minded people in today’s world.
Losing someone you love is very hard and the only person who can help heal those wounds is Jesus himself. Yet while we always miss that person, Jesus helps us carry the sorrow.
I have known that healing power many times, even when I wandered and ignored his love, He still heard my cry of pain and grief and forgave me for all the times wandered away and comforted me in my sorrow.
I truly do not know how those who do not know Jesus survive a single day without Him.
How blessed we are to serve such a faithful G-d.
I will be posting more, thanks for the invitation, as I do have more thoughts to share about MJ as well.