My Heart Broke Yesterday.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Michael Jackson is to black pop culture what George Washington Carver and his peanuts are to classical black history. He is the only person with his own category here at “What Would Thembi Do?,” and it’s well-deserved because NO ONE has said as much about fame, blackness, music, money, colorism, charisma, self-hatred, sorrow, estrangement, talent, universiality, and straight up LOVE as this man has just by living. I’ve always given him a dose of tough love in my writing, and perhaps what’s saddest about his premature passing is the death of the hope that Michael would someday come back – come back to superstar status, to sanity, ANYTHING that would serve as a true manifestation of how much doper than almost anyone else this man always was.
Don’t be fooled by my snarky exterior – I got into my bed, put a blanket over my head, and sobbed for a good forty minutes when I heard the news. Then I literally got on the phone and cried to my mommy. That’s how far back to nature this loss has taken me. Michael was special to so many of us because of how much he made everything sparkle when we were kids and kept us dancing as adults. I was lucky enough to see Michael Jackson in concert in 1984 and had a blast even though at the age of five I couldn’t understand why the teenage girls sitting next to me were screaming with such frenzy. Michael Jackson’s Moonwalker was the perfect supplement to our goofy babysitter LaMonica, who would act out each and every scene for us. I still remember my grandmother singing along to his rendition of “Come Together” and teaching me every word so I could sing it like Michael. I remember going to The Michael Jackson store in Washington D.C. and begging for a Michael Jackson flip-up toy, whatever that was, and acting out his famous Moonwalk from the Apollo 25 special in our living room as kids. I could and should go on because I have so much to say but I won’t lie…I’m just really sad today. Feel free to check out the Jacko category for other MJ related posts because right now I’m just not in the writing mindset.