Almost Too Painful
Mar. 11th, 2005 09:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphiloI expected LJ to be full of stuff about the Jackson trial and it isn't. At least this corner of the LJ universe isn't. I wonder why.
My reason for steering clear (until now) is the difficulty of writing about it with dispassion. Jackson has been getting me all stirred up for decades now. Love the music (some of it.) Hate the preening and self-deception.
I wish I didn't care, but I do. There was a moment- a very brief moment- when Jackson was not only the greatest singer and dancer in the world, but also the most beautiful human being. Bille Jean. That's a fabulous song. And Michael is a vision, a visitation, an otherworldly androgyne, a god.
And then....
And then the decline, sinking deeper and deeper into freakishness, into Messianic fantasy, into a candy-coloured porno-heaven. It's been like watching a self-exiled Caesar go to the dogs.
Tiberius on Capri- all alone with his flatterers and pimps.
Yesterday, he turned up at the courthouse an hour late in his pyjamas and nearly got his bail rescinded. He doesn't seem to realise how serious this is. It's as if there's no-one in his entourage with the balls to tell him, "Er, Michael, you're not actually writing the script any more."
My reason for steering clear (until now) is the difficulty of writing about it with dispassion. Jackson has been getting me all stirred up for decades now. Love the music (some of it.) Hate the preening and self-deception.
I wish I didn't care, but I do. There was a moment- a very brief moment- when Jackson was not only the greatest singer and dancer in the world, but also the most beautiful human being. Bille Jean. That's a fabulous song. And Michael is a vision, a visitation, an otherworldly androgyne, a god.
And then....
And then the decline, sinking deeper and deeper into freakishness, into Messianic fantasy, into a candy-coloured porno-heaven. It's been like watching a self-exiled Caesar go to the dogs.
Tiberius on Capri- all alone with his flatterers and pimps.
Yesterday, he turned up at the courthouse an hour late in his pyjamas and nearly got his bail rescinded. He doesn't seem to realise how serious this is. It's as if there's no-one in his entourage with the balls to tell him, "Er, Michael, you're not actually writing the script any more."
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Date: 2005-03-11 09:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-11 09:18 am (UTC)I dunno. It's sort of like the Elvis phenomenon, isn't it? A prisoner of his fame and all that? I guess probably long after there is no Michael Jackson, there will be movies about what *really* happened, and books about what *really* happened.
If it comes to the point where he is convicted, he will not go to a real jail. There would be no way any judge would sentence him to such a thing, if for no other reason than his fame.
Guess it doesn't matter, though, does it?
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Date: 2005-03-11 09:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-11 11:04 am (UTC)I expect the TV movies are already being planned.