I Did Not Watch Michael Jackson's Memorial
I would not have watched Diana's funeral given the choice, and after some deep thinking the other night I cannot think of a single person in the public eye whose funeral I would attend if I did not know them.
I'm not denying that Jackson was a brilliant performer, I quite like his music myself, but what possesses people to wail in the streets at the death of someone they have never met, no matter how many of his albums they might have bought ?
The overwhelming media coverage of every aspect of Jackson's death, and the same coverage of his memorial, and good grief, we still have the funeral to come, just demonstrates to me that we are becoming ever more obsessed with celebrity to the exclusion of events that are really important. I wonder how many young, and not so young, eligible voters registered for Michael Jackson concert tickets but couldn't be bothered to vote at the Euro Elections ?
People also seem to succumb to a form of mass hysteria when a famous person dies that leads them to believe that there must be some form of conspiracy, Diana couldn't have died in a car crash like mundane people do, Jackson must have been murdered by his doctor. People die, even famous people, and they die in the same ways that you and I might.
So he's dead, draw a line under it, get over it, you have your own lives to live, your own families to care for, your life isn't a pale reflection of somebody famous, and it is the only certain thing, none of us last forever.