Michael Jackson died of a cardiac arrest on Friday. He was only 50. The greater tragedy is that he had been reduced to a husk nearly a decade before that: a paranoiac playing peek-a-boo with the public, sometimes ‘showing up’ in Bahrain in a burqa, at another time in Los Angeles with his three children, their faces masked, and his own covered with a kerchief in an eerie grotesquerie.
Relentless media scrutiny drove the troubled superstar further into his shell leaving him a diminished man, reduced from a supreme talent to a tabloid kicker: Wacko Jacko.

Well, Jackson’s gone, into the Great Beyond. Away from the world that weighed him down. His fans can only pray for him: Thrust In Peace.

The great singer is no more. Rest in peace MJ. A sad day for all his fans over the world.

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