... Michael Jackson, dead.

I guess at the moment, I'm just kind of in shock. I watched today as they first announced it, as news covered speculation and the next thing I knew they went from 'He's in a coma' to 'He's dead'.

Now, I'll admit. I don't approve of some of the things the man did. I didn't like how he acted with his children, like many people the allegations of child molestation made me feel sick, or dislike him.

The man, however, had talent. He had a musical prowess that is rare in this day and age; he made hits, he was my generation's Elvish Presley. He even MARRIED a Presley.

And let's face it, I can't hear the actual music, or see spoofs of Thriller's dancing without getting a smile. It makes me go, "OH, COOL", like when I saw the Sobe Commercial, or saw it in Total Drama Island.

So.. Yeah. The King of Pop is dead. Maybe like Elvis, he's just 'gone home'.

Sadly, I know he'll not rest in peace, for all the horrible jokes people across the internet will tell for this day, but.. May he at least finally find that real Neverland he was always searching for. Somewhere where he's finally able to live the childhood he was never allowed.

Michael Jackson. 1958 - 2009
Another one of those days I'll never really forget until I die.