A Letter To My Unborn Child
Dear Son or Daughter,
I know you're not here yet, but today, June 25th, 2009, Michael Jackson died. You may be wondering "Dad, who is Michael Jackson, and why should I care?" Well, I'll tell you why you should care, and that is because Michael Jackson symbolized the American dream.
Yes, it's true... He was born poor, but with a talent, and so he was exploited into making considerable amounts of money for people with absolutely no talent other than that of being societal parasites. Granted, his talents weren't anything amazing... he could dance and sing, but so can a lot of young folks. The difference is that, much like JonBenét Ramsey, Michael Jackson had a parent that was a manipulative opportunist who, instead of letting his children grow up like normal children, decided that they'd be his own personal cash-cows.
So fame at such a young age was hard on Michael Jackson. He was reclusive, odd, and misunderstood. Later in life, he was accused several times of molesting children in his multi-million dollar compound slash theme park called Neverland Ranch. Of course, money can buy many wonderful things, and so Jackson was able to buy off the families of his accusers. Yay!
When he died, everyone seemed to forget about the alleged child molestation. They instead focused on the things he had accomplished thirty years earlier, accomplishments that made him rich beyond your imagination. They got angry when people cited the fact that Jackson was a pedophile, possibly because their adult lives are miserable, and they are desperately trying to cling to memories of their innocent youth, a youth that Jackson was almost certainly a part of. Too bad they haven't thought about the youths whose innocence Jackson robbed.
If Jackson's death has taught us anything, my future child, it's that you'll probably never be as lucky, particularly since I don't beat you into performing. You've also learned that fame turns you into a horrible person, but also that people are willing to forgive any kind of horrible deed, so long as you have entertained away part of their miserable lives. In particular, though, you've learned that if you have boatloads of money, you can make all the bad stuff magically 'disappear.'
That is the American Dream! Good luck achieving it, my progeny!
Your dad,
Thom
I know you're not here yet, but today, June 25th, 2009, Michael Jackson died. You may be wondering "Dad, who is Michael Jackson, and why should I care?" Well, I'll tell you why you should care, and that is because Michael Jackson symbolized the American dream.
Yes, it's true... He was born poor, but with a talent, and so he was exploited into making considerable amounts of money for people with absolutely no talent other than that of being societal parasites. Granted, his talents weren't anything amazing... he could dance and sing, but so can a lot of young folks. The difference is that, much like JonBenét Ramsey, Michael Jackson had a parent that was a manipulative opportunist who, instead of letting his children grow up like normal children, decided that they'd be his own personal cash-cows.
So fame at such a young age was hard on Michael Jackson. He was reclusive, odd, and misunderstood. Later in life, he was accused several times of molesting children in his multi-million dollar compound slash theme park called Neverland Ranch. Of course, money can buy many wonderful things, and so Jackson was able to buy off the families of his accusers. Yay!
When he died, everyone seemed to forget about the alleged child molestation. They instead focused on the things he had accomplished thirty years earlier, accomplishments that made him rich beyond your imagination. They got angry when people cited the fact that Jackson was a pedophile, possibly because their adult lives are miserable, and they are desperately trying to cling to memories of their innocent youth, a youth that Jackson was almost certainly a part of. Too bad they haven't thought about the youths whose innocence Jackson robbed.
If Jackson's death has taught us anything, my future child, it's that you'll probably never be as lucky, particularly since I don't beat you into performing. You've also learned that fame turns you into a horrible person, but also that people are willing to forgive any kind of horrible deed, so long as you have entertained away part of their miserable lives. In particular, though, you've learned that if you have boatloads of money, you can make all the bad stuff magically 'disappear.'
That is the American Dream! Good luck achieving it, my progeny!
Your dad,
Thom
posted by Thom | 7:22 AM
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