In watching what has been happened with the death of Michael Jackson. My feelings have been a mixed bag. As a fan and consumer I was devastated by the way he passed. Ever since I was a little I have listened to his music. My sister, cousins, and I one talent show after talent show dancing to his songs as children. At Christmas time, to this day the Jacksons 5 Christmas album is a staple in our homes. To say that Michael Jackson impacted my life would be a vast understatement. However, it has also been very painful to watch as he a been portrayed not as a genius who was ahead of his time but rather as a wack job who just happened to possess a decent amount of talent. As a person who has always been infatuated with the media it sickens me how tradgedy has turned into the who can smear Michael Jackson with the most viciousness and the least amount of decency while maintaining a facade of “fair and balanced” coverage campaign. It amazes me that as a culture we are so accepting of the most harmful trends in our society. We build a person up until they are bigger than life, then we go to great pains to ensure that their legacy is one that reaps of innuendo and conspiracy theories. We single handled have birthed the tabloid culture that now circulates with wide distribution all across the world. We have no problem being the moral guide to the world while also engaging the most inhumane of practices. What is the most terrifying to me is that I am culpable as well as some part of me in the darkest recesses of my being still wants to be a voice in the media. I fear at what cost.
