King of Pop – gone but far from overJust when you thought it was safe to put your single, sequined glove back into the drawer, you realize that Michael Jackson may be dead, but he’s far from over.
By: Jill Pertler, Superior Telegram
Just when you thought it was safe to put your single, sequined glove back into the drawer, you realize that Michael Jackson may be dead, but he’s far from over.
This just in: Michael Jackson has his own button on Amazon dot com. That’s right, if you Google the huge online shopping site, you will be able to click on general categories like Books, Music, Electronics and… Michael Jackson.
Even though I was looking for something completely unrelated, I couldn’t resist. I clicked on the King of Pop’s name and found myself at a page offering 165 different Jackson albums, the top MP3 downloads and any number of Michael Jackson videos. That was just the first page.
On further inspection I had access to Michael Jackson T-shirts, posters, coffee mugs and key chains. Some items were more unique. You can get yourself a Michael Jackson million-dollar bill or a copy of his famous red leather jacket. There were Michael Jackson shoes, wigs, fedora hats and, of course, the white sequined glove.
Kids might want to play with the Michael Jackson action figure doll or, maybe just wear a button proclaiming, “I miss Michael Jackson.”
You can buy a copy of Jackson’s funeral program. I can’t imagine who might want that, but I guess you never know. For the seamstress in the house, you might want to consider the Michael Jackson quilt square. Put them together to make a cozy blanket.
It seems in death, much like in life, we just can’t leave Michael Jackson alone. Everyone and his uncle are looking to make a quick buck off the guy. Some things never change.
I wasn’t a big M.J. fan. I had a hard time understanding the man and his motives. Many of the things he did just seemed weird. I didn’t get the one glove or the masked face thing. I even thought it was odd when he became a father.
I’d heard lots about his affection for children, but that, too, had its share of rumor and innuendo. If anything, Michael Jackson and his relationship with kids was just one more spot on the overall weirdness-meter of his life.
Then I saw a short segment of his memorial service when his daughter, Paris, spoke to the crowd.
There she was, Paris Jackson, daughter of the King of Pop, but in that moment she could have been anyone’s daughter mourning the loss of “the best daddy in the world.” It was obvious her pain was very real.
In that instant, I understood one thing about Michael Jackson. I knew – at least in part — why he wanted to be a father.
The reason is simple and a little bit sad. I believe Mr. Michael Jackson — musical genius, phenomenon and performing sensation — wanted to be treated like a normal guy. And who better to love you and take you for granted than your kids?
Everyone around him was planning his meals, opening his car doors and calling him Mr. Jackson. They made him out to be larger than life and their ulterior motives were as masked as Michael’s whitening face. For a sensitive guy, that had to get old.
You don’t need a psychology degree to see that Michael Jackson wanted to be loved. Genuinely loved — for who he was on a bad day with stinky feet and messy hair, not because he was the guy who invented the moonwalk or had his own button on Amazon dot com. Michael Jackson wanted to participate in life, not be larger than it.
I’ve never been a big Michael Jackson fan. That hasn’t changed. I won’t be sporting a red leather jacket or visiting Amazon dot com slash Michael Jackson any time soon.
I can, however, make one claim that has eluded the vast majority of his ardent followers: I can appreciate Michael Jackson not as a musical genius or pop singing sensation, but as a man who, I’d like to believe, loved his children. To them, he was just “Daddy.” And, when he poured milk on their breakfast cereal, lit the candles on their birthday cakes or tucked them in at night, I think for the King of Pop — and his three kids — that was about as big as life could get.
Michael Jackson may be dead, but he’s far from over. Thankfully, that fact has little to do with stuff for sale on Amazon dot com and everything to do with the three souls who knew him simply as “Daddy.”
Jill Pertler is a syndicated columnist and award winning freelance writer. She welcomes your comments and can be reached at email@example.com, or you can check out her Web site at http://marketing-by-design.home.