June 26, 2009
looks like I need to change my wanna be honeymoon plans. better stay away from Hawaii…
nathangotsch:

The woman in this photo is crying after learning Michael Jackson died.
Like thousands or perhaps even millions who reacted in similar fashion on Thursday, she didn’t actually know Michael. They’d never met; he didn’t send her a Christmas card and she never looked after his perpetually-masked children.
So how is it that she was crying and hugging someone in the middle of Times Square like she just lost a close friend? How is it that hundreds of people showed up outside the UCLA Medical Center where he was pronounced dead, dozens milled around his childhood home in Gary, Indiana despite the lack of any real connection to the self-styled King of Pop?
I get that he was a very talented singer and dancer. Like everyone else, I thought Thriller was a great album. But I’ve never met him, and on top of that, he was probably a pedophile, having paid a multimillion dollar settlement to an accuser back in the 90s and admitting just a few years ago that he still shared his bed with children.
Even worse, there are actual things going on right now that are worth weeping over. In Iran, the regime is trying to retain its tenuous grip on power by quashing its own citizens, going as far as placing snipers on rooftops with orders to pick off peaceful protesters. North Korea, which represses its people as much as any country in the world, has declared that it plans to take out Hawaii with a nuclear weapon. Equally horrible things are happening in Burma, Darfur and numerous places throughout the world.
And yet we are busy crying over a pop star we never even knew.
How stupid are we?

looks like I need to change my wanna be honeymoon plans. better stay away from Hawaii…

nathangotsch:

The woman in this photo is crying after learning Michael Jackson died.

Like thousands or perhaps even millions who reacted in similar fashion on Thursday, she didn’t actually know Michael. They’d never met; he didn’t send her a Christmas card and she never looked after his perpetually-masked children.

So how is it that she was crying and hugging someone in the middle of Times Square like she just lost a close friend? How is it that hundreds of people showed up outside the UCLA Medical Center where he was pronounced dead, dozens milled around his childhood home in Gary, Indiana despite the lack of any real connection to the self-styled King of Pop?

I get that he was a very talented singer and dancer. Like everyone else, I thought Thriller was a great album. But I’ve never met him, and on top of that, he was probably a pedophile, having paid a multimillion dollar settlement to an accuser back in the 90s and admitting just a few years ago that he still shared his bed with children.

Even worse, there are actual things going on right now that are worth weeping over. In Iran, the regime is trying to retain its tenuous grip on power by quashing its own citizens, going as far as placing snipers on rooftops with orders to pick off peaceful protesters. North Korea, which represses its people as much as any country in the world, has declared that it plans to take out Hawaii with a nuclear weapon. Equally horrible things are happening in Burma, Darfur and numerous places throughout the world.

And yet we are busy crying over a pop star we never even knew.

How stupid are we?

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