a confession

This picture has nothing to do with anything, but I find it funny. So there.

On to the topic at hand...my confession!

Mind if I tell you something?

I don't really care that Michael Jackson is dead.

If anything, I am glad the man is finally out of his misery, and that his musical legacy will survive long beyond the courtroom horseshit. [I'm a firm believer that a man found innocent of a crime deserves some benefit of the doubt. ]

But seriously. Don't fucking care.

Most of the time, I'm up for a media frenzy, but this one got old real fast.

(For the record, Achewood had my favorite Jackson obit.)


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