Warning...

Ok, hoy es Sábado, va a ser como dia de mil posts chiquitos, por que tengo muchas cosas que platicar, pero nada tiene nada que ver con nada....y yo se que mi blog hasta ahorita no tiene mucha coherencia en general, pero igual, a veces hay que hacer el intento de intentar...

So, first things first...

Michael Jackson died....in the immortal words of caveman stewie...what duce? Like any death really, I was not expecting it at all...I am very bad with death...it takes me years for it to set in...
I mean, in this case I did not know Michael, I only knew what he did for me, which was great and powerful.

My best memory of Michael Jackson is a very early one. You know these little baby books mothers keep? Like, this day baby yaya lost her tooth and what not? Well, on the page of the day I was born the most famous person on earth according to my lovely mother is...who else in 1984?:

But Mr. Jackson himself.

In my household we were never big supporters of Mr. Jackson, My father once said to me, I know not one respectable person who sincerely likes Michael Jackson. But me, I begged to differ, after reading that little note on the day of my birth I started to secretly smuggle M.J into my life.
And well, no, I don´t think I am very respectable....tant pis (french for oh well)... Maybe my father was right...

But Michael, you gave me so many moments of happyness... And I will never forget you. People said so many things about you, and are now taking them back, but I swear I never once lost faith in what you were, one of the greatest artists on earth, a performer, a musician, a dancer, a little lost boy,( like I believe I will always be).
People are always so afraid of what´s diferent, we never hesitate to attack and criticize... but the truth is you gave the whole world a gift. And I am sure you will never ever ever be forgotten.

At least not by me my sweet prince...