Friday, 26 June 2009

  • Death and All His Famous Friends

    Sometimes, life's coincidences just slap me in the face. Most other times I am the most dense person to see a coincidence until the moment is gone. Just yesterday night, I was chatting with Wei May and the subject of Death came up. I told her I haven't had much death in my family -thank God for that and touch wood for anything else - hence my inability to completely grasp the meaning of "being alive and healthy is more than enough". See, I want a lot of things so I work and plan my way to getting them. Sometimes I succeed, sometimes I fail. When failure comes, the disappointment which hit me can be quite soul-breaking and.... okok back to topic. Don't digress.

    So this morning when I woke up (which was like an hour ago), my itchy fingers decided to switch the laptop on before the lazy legs dragged me to the toilet. Clickety clicks away and suddenly...


    I thought it was a prank initially since I first read the news in PerezHilton.com. But a few searches later, the truth sets in. The King of Pop is dead.  How can??? While I don't normally profess my adulation and adoration for MJ, he remained an icon to me. His music, his voice, and his dance moves are not surpassable. Smooth Criminal remains to date my most favourite music video. The paedophile rumours did him no damage in my opinion because my mind was set at 9 years old that MJ is a good man; when I watched the Earth Song music clip (another favourite) and saw my seniors performed Heal The World. How many other superstars are willing to spend so much energy and money to make a video about the Earth? So, tell me now he's a plastic surgery freak or a wacko and I'll nod my head along; but sayhe's a child molester and I'll shake my head adamantly because I. do. not. believe. that. He is the King of Pop and the King can be as eccentric as he wants, but he is NOT a paedophile. Period.

    Farrah Fawcett died on the same day too but I wasn't as surprised because her fight with cancer has been reported for a while. I was, however, shocked when her cancer news came up. If you're wondering why I know Farrah Fawcett, what with her not being the Charlie's Angel of my generation, it's because my mother is a fan. I remember watching a movie by Farrah Fawcett and my mom was telling me what an icon FF was in her times and I turned around saying "Eh ma, why aren't you as pretty as her?" with all my childish innocence. Hahahahahaha, somebody hand my mom a cane.

    Honestly, I am still reeling in shock about the MJ news. Thus far, I have only had the same reaction during the death of Princess Diana and Heath Ledger. They were too young to die! People in their prime who had their lives suddenly robbed away. It is at these times when I, for a fleeting period, am thankful for just being alive. Who cares about weight? Who cares if I'm not the best? Who cares if I'm misunderstood? Today I say screw you all I'm just glad I'm breathing healthily!!

    With this said, I'm going to satisfy my tummy later with an All-You-Can-Eat Chinese Buffet. Lastly, RIP, Michael Jackson. You were and always will be legendary.


    Michael Jackson, King of Pop
    1958-2009

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