Today's newspapers, online and in print, have had a large portion of their front pages devoted to the death of Michael Jackson. Who is he?
Oh, yeah, now I remember. There was a Pepsi commercial years ago of a cool young man and a couple of friends encountering a boy half their size. The boy looks up at them in awe and exclaims, "Michael Jackson!" Michael Jackson sang popular songs and had a clever way of moving called moon walking.
That cool young man became glitzier and glitzier and gathered a huge following. I suppose because of that huge following, newspapers have to put his death above news of the turmoil in Iran, the dying in Iraq, Pakistan, and Afghanistan, and other calamities depriving the world of possible teachers, scientists, and doctors.
I suppose those of us concerned about all these other deaths needed some sort of catharsis by reading of a death that was not caused by people being mean to each other.
