I don’t think you could have missed that today was Michael Jackson’s funeral if you tried – it was extensively covered in all media forms and was quite the topic of conversation this afternoon on twitter.
But I didn’t watch it. I did catch the clips on the evening news and every time they showed his daughter talking I just wanted to cry. Seeing the people that loved and knew Michael reminds you that he was a real person, not just an enigma.
He was the first pop star I loved – I had his posters on my wall, watched the Thriller video as much as I could (which was a challenge as a kid without MTV), and sang along to his albums. He was eventually replaced by my love for New Kids on the Block in the late 80s, but Michael will always be my first favorite artist.
Say what you will about his personal life and the decisions he made, I think that he was a very talented man and a great entertainer. I hope that, in the end, he will be remembered for his artistry and not for his personal life and problems.