Jackson Memorial Thoughts

[Bong O. Boi]

The public memorial just ended. It was background noise while I puttered around the house, but I sat and watched while his family talked. And I'm in tears.

I've posted a lot of venom here and other places about him in the last couple of weeks. His pedophilia, his being a Black icon while trying to become White. How Thriller was a great album. But at the end of the day, a large family lost a brother, a son. And had to mourne in public. To see his kids, whether they're biologically his or not, whether he bought them or not, to have the confused and bewildered looks on their faces. To have lost the only father they knew. To hear his daughter call him "Daddy". How does it not break your heart? How does it not strip away the bullshit and show nothing but the pain fellow human beings are feeling? The same feeling that we all feel at some point.

They may be a family of flakes, but goddammit, I feel sorry for them. It must be hard for them to look in the mirror and wonder why it was him that went and not them. And what they may have been able to do to have prevented this.

A sad picture all around.

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