What I don't understand is the wackadoos who are still gathered at the hospital where he died. They're singing and crying and hugging and doing what ever else wackadoos do. I get that a fan may want to leave some flowers at what ever location the grieving masses have spontaneously decided is now and MJ memorial. But come one, did a pop star who hasn't been relevant in years and has become a disturbing cross between a 70 year old tranny and skeletor really have that much impact on your life that you are so crestfallen that you need to weep with other grieving MJ wackaddos?
On tv they showed a group of 13 year old distraught girls crying and hugging with MJ "we love you MJ" signs. This really preplxed me. These girls would only know the creepy plastic surgery MJ. The MJ that was accused of being a diddler, and who wears a surgical mask and dangles his children over balconies. How did they become fans? And where are their parents? Why are they allowed to gather with wackadoos on a school night.
2 comments:
First of all, I must say...your excessive use of the word "Wackadoos" in the post made me happy.
Secondly, if I'm still alive when you die, I'll set up a candlelight vigil at your bedside.
(And don't worry about the deleted comment. It was from me. It basically says the same thing except I had a spelling error in it. I'm such a perfectionist and it consumes me.)
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