As the world continues to mourn the death of the King of Pop, the legendary Michael Jackson; I feel like I’m discovering him again for the first time. I’m crying, I’m relearning, I’m remembering, and I’m celebrating the entertainer, the influence, and the extraordinary person that was, and forever will be Michael Jackson.
I’m highlighting him today, not only because he’s been pretty much the only thing on my mind since his passing, but because when you think of him you don’t think of color lines and neither did he. He may have been quite possibly the most famous and admired person on the face of the planet. By all colors, races, and creeds of people. And as disturbing and confusing as it was to some, the issue of his own skin tone-a result of a skin disease- I find it so amazing that as a victim of this lesser known disease, he himself became a physical reflection of being black, and essentially white–while not even being biracial himself.
As he got lighter and lighter, the world didn’t shy away from him, they embraced him for this talent and genius. I write about those that are biracial, the products of interracial love, because it doesn’t matter if you’re black, white, (or both 🙂 ) or whatever the combination may be. Everyone should be celebrated! Michael got this. This is just one of the long list of things that he “got” and understood. I thank him for the presence and force that he was, and will always remain to be, even though he is no longer with us. I love you Michael. MJ forever.
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