At the time of this writing, the world mourns Michael Jackson.
I’m upset. But not for the reason you may think. The world mourns him but what pisses me off is the pretencious nature that seems to engulf this “grief”. I load up my MSN contact list and lo and behold, 60% of them has a sappy sad PM for him.
You will be remembered MJ.
We will miss you MJ.
The world has lost another talented performer.
Bla..bla..bla, fucking bla. Let’s be honest here. None of you give a shit about him. None of you care a damn whether the lining of his cock hole stings when he pisses in the morning nor do you give two hoots if he snoozes his alarm 5 times before eventually rising. Now that he’s dead, you suddenly give a shit?
Or you’re just interested in jumping on the bandwagon hype of being in the middle of an “intense” topic of discussion?
I’m willing to bet my life that half of those alleged “sadden mourners” can’t even recite 10 songs of his by heart. Neither have they listened to any of his songs in the past 365 days of their lives.
Pretencious pricks.
So he’s dead now. I don’t give a shit. And really, why did he have to be white? He was a champion and an inspiration to the African Americans of his generation and trying to be white just cheapens that.
He’s gone and the only thing that crosses my mind now is how brilliant Liberian Girl is. That’s it. No teary goodbye. No sense of loss. No sadness. I don’t give a fuck.
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