“6/25/2009, 6:35pm EST”
Two Michael Jackson memories
My earliest musical memory is dancing to “Beat It” as a pre-schooler with my mother and brother; hair sprayed black, I trick-or-treated with one sparkly white glove that year. Then there was the first time I heard the word “penis” on television: Michael Jackson describing some embarrassing exam he had undergone in the wake of child molestation accusations.
The guy was iconic, gifted, and psychologically bizarre, easily placed on a massive pedestal or publicly humiliated for whatever benefit one wanted to derive. I’m sure the musician and performer will far outlast the skin-tone-altering weirdo.
Never leave home without it.
