Micheal Jackson. MJ. King of Pop.
These names felt familiar to all of us throughout the 80s and 90s. The name meant energy. The name meant extravagance. The named meant Dance. The name meant Music. The name was the equivalent of Elvis Presley and The Beatles in this era. Everyone loved the name. This was the era of Micheal Jackson. The new millenium dealt a sad blow to this name. The stories of child-molestation and bankrupcy started to spread. The image and the goodwill started coming down and it plummeted so low that there were a large number of people who used to hate tim to the core… and probably, a lot of them had danced to “Thriller” and “Beat It” till a few years ago. Then came the failed plastic surgery… and things couldn’t get any worse.
This July, he was scheduled to make THE comeback. 10th July would see him go back on stage. Everyone was excited to see him again. 25th of June, he got a heart-attack… and in a few hours, it was all over. Probably the most charismatic superstar of this generation died.
R.I.P. Micheal Jackson, your music will play on forever.
