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You know, I'm just going to pretend that the last 20 years never happened, Michael Jackson-wise.
When I was in 5th Grade, Thriller came out--and was the first album I ever bought with my own money. I bought it on vinyl, and spent MANY hours listening to it sitting next to the hi-fi wearing my dad's big ol 70's headphones. I wore one white glove around. I took (and you should know, it pains me to admit this) break dancing classes down at the Rec Center. I learned to do the Wave. To Moonwalk. I was working on my Windmill. Out on a big piece of cardboard in my suburban back yard. I was, in short a Fan.
I'm saddened by the man's death, but I'm with Charlatan: I lost the Michael Jackson I loved decades ago, and I'm long since done mourning about that.
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