RIP King of Pop

Michael Joseph Jackson is undoubtedly the greatest performer to have ever lived.
His music rocked us all, his dance moves inspired a generation.
His dress sense may have not caught on but MJ was always a man that danced to the beat of his own drum.
Michael Jackson, the entertainer.

We watched, sometimes in morbid fascination, his public antics from holding his young baby from the balcony of a French Hotel for all to see, to covering their faces in veils like child brides to him wearing a face mask in public even before we heard about bird and swine flu.
Michael Jackson, ever the entertainer.
We watched in total fascination as he morphed from cute black kid to ugly white man and then cringed when allegations surfaced that he was fond of boys.
And even though he went to court most days in his pyjamas, he did it with style, always dancing to his own tune.
Michael Jackson, the entertainer.

And in the face of it all, he withstood the scurrilous allegations and beat it, showing us, he wasn't bad.
It didn't matter if he was black or white, all he wanted to do was rock with you.
And in the end he did.
Like all legends, MJ died young and when the world least expected it.
And even in death - as countless reams of paper and gallons of ink fly off the presses and hours upon hours of television are dedicated to him and DJ's the world over flood the airwaves with his music -Michael Jackson, the entertainer, continues to thrill.

The King is dead, long may he live.

Michael Joseph Jackson: 1958 - 2009.

R.I.P - we all know you were black.