I've been criticized and tweeted about by people unhappy with my "attitude" as perceived by them through reading some of articles about Michael Jackson. Nothing pisses people off more than the phrase "Wacko Jacko." Let me just toss in here my comment to rabid Jackofans: Where were you a month before he died? When sales from his works could have helped him? Why have you all gone crazy downloading Jacko mp3's? Do you think they're all going to disappear?In the Sunday Times Union, I actually found someone who thinks the way I do... and that means there certainly must be MORE OF US! Yay! "When Michael Jackson died, some fans sobbed ike 3-year olds bring dragged out of a pet store...frankly, I don't get it." Those words were written by blogger Kristi L. Gustafson. More: "...when Princess Diana died in a car crash in 1997. One woman was so distraught, she took the day off from work. I read a couple of newspaper stories about the accident and went back to vacuuming." Bravo, Ms. Gustafson, and although you might think people like us are in the minority, I'd rather be in that minority than boo-hoo-hooing and trekking across the country to mourn a dead pop star. If I like you, if I love you, I want to express my feelings by whatever appropriate means WHILE YOU ARE ALIVE. Ms. Gustafson, I think you are awesome!
Kristi Gustafson authors the On The Edge blog.Don't get me wrong: I understand, empathize and appreciate what Jermaine Jackson and Paris Jackson went through losing Michael. I would feel that way about YOU if YOU lost a loved one. But most of the heavy-duty mourners didn't know Michael Jackson from Fried Cheese and like I said, a month and a half ago didn't give a crap about him OR his music. Pharisees!
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