It's funny how someone's death makes you look back at their best points as opposed to their worst ones. Even though Michael has been a casualty of the media and generally weird throughout the 90s and this decade, the news has made me look back and think about the heyday of the mid-late 80s when MJ was THE shit. You couldn't go anywhere without seeing his face or hearing his tunes, and I loved his music even though I hated most pop as a 6 year old.
I think the first time I ever felt embarrassed was when I was practicing dancemoves watching the smooth criminal video and turned around to see my parents laughing at me. This sucks. RIP Michael.
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