So Michael Jackson is dead. I am sorry to hear it. But he was basically a schmuck whose entertainer style was to make himself progressively more ridiculous by displaying his mental health problems. Marian Anderson, he wasn't, nor B. B. King.
Was this poor, haunted wraith really worth 807 front-page articles in 71 countries?
These people certainly would have!
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