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Legends Never Die

Me and Pippi are standing at the train station, waiting to board our train. I check Twitter on a whim and what do I see? Michael Jackson is dead.

Then we hear one of the other passengers talking about him being taken to the hospital, in bad shape. Cardiac arrest, we found out later. Once actually on the train and moving, those who had laptops began checking every media site they could.

Everyone waits, several people are praying, hoping that it is just one of TMZ’s hasty rumours. That he would recover.

Then the AP wire confirmed.

Next the LA Times.

Finally, CNN.

The King of Pop was dead at 50.

There was a moment of disbelief. Then someone burst into tears. Someone found a live newsfeed and turned up their speakers so everyone on the car could hear.

Now I’ve always had a mixed opinion on the man. Nearly my entire life he has had those accusations of pedophilia hanging over his head. Do I believe them? Not sure but I have to lean more towards no. The man always seemed too childlike. I’m not saying he didn’t have serious issues, he did, just not sure pedophilia was one of them.

However, I did grow up listening to his music despite being nonexistant/too young to remember the early days of MTV when his videos dominated. I remember watching Thriller when I was a small child and trying to mimic the moves, falling flat on my face. I remember buying his greatest hits as my first ever CD at the age of 11. I remember his surprise performance at the 2001 VMAs when I was 13.

The man was a worldwide phenomenon as evidenced by the Internet pretty much choking (especially Google, Twitter, and Wikipedia) with a huge surge of traffic. Talking to my mom later, I hear that many networks including MTV had pulled programs to pay tribute to him.

So when someone pulled up their iTunes and began playing “Beat It”, nearly everyone in the compartment between the ages of 9 and 50 were singing along. I myself could be found dancing with a brunette woman in her 30’s, whose name I did not actually found out until I reached my stop.

About 20 plus strangers dancing and singing together, with similar scenes repeating up and down the train. A rather fitting tribute to the man who is easily one of the greatest performers of all time.

Whether it’s that crazy half-fall during “Smooth Criminal”, the hat and glove, his gorgeous album covers, or the classic moonwalk. He will never be forgotten.

Now that he’s passed on, I’m sure that him and James Brown are breaking it down in the afterlife.

Music has been my outlet, my gift to all of the lovers in this world. Through it — my music, I know I will live forever.” – Michael Jackson

  1. June 27, 2009 at 12:12 AM

    He’s right. He will live on forever through his music. His music is pretty amazing.

  2. June 28, 2009 at 5:23 AM

    It’s still a little surreal…

  3. June 30, 2009 at 10:24 AM

    As sad as the reasoning behind it was, that moment on the train had to be amazing. All of you joining together like that? Certainly a fine tribute.

  4. July 1, 2009 at 12:02 PM

    “I’m sure that him and James Brown are breaking it down in the afterlife.”

    Heaven’s never seen dance moves like this. RIP, MJ.

  5. July 3, 2009 at 6:42 AM

    Thats a great story!

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