Sunday 12 July 2009

MJ

Michael Jackson; A seamless link between black and white? In the light of Michael’s death many glowing eulogies have been paid in memory of him. Some have proclaiming that he united black and white culture with his universally appreciated beats.

While I don’t deny that you would struggle to find many music fans in the world who don’t appreciate his music. The concept of him paying a significant part in the unification of black and white cultures is something that I fail to appreciate.

His ever fading skin pigment and morphing facial features speak louder than he himself ever did about his own appearance. He appearance told me (in a private gagged interview) that he was a man who took no pride in his African heritage. His song ‘It Doesn’t Matter If You’re Black or White’ incriminates rather than justifies him. He certainly bridged numerous cultures musically, yet he did little more than that. He was an entertainer not a politician. He was no Nelson Mandela.

A man of infinite paradoxes; shrouded in mystery. Life’s greatest mystery; death inevitably claimed Michael, maybe sooner than expected. While many mourn the tragedy of Michael’s passing too few seem concerned with their own impending demise. Nonetheless death awaits us all whether we spend our lives trying to ignore our inevitable fate or not. Surely if something is certain then logic when says ‘prepare for it’ we’d best listen.

‘The heavens declare his righteousness’ so get to know your God before it’s too late. Sadly it seems Michael made this fatal error. Don’t make it yourself. To live and miss the whole point of life has to be the greatest tragedy of all.