The world is at a standstill - and Los Angeles is it’s epicenter - as close to a billion people worldwide have stopped in their tracks, glued themselves to their television sets (or to chairs at the Staples Center) to remember one of the great artists of all time. Such a momentous occasion is this celebration of Michael Jackson, The King of Pop that even MTV has got in on the act, putting a halt to it’s regularly scheduled drunk-and-doing it teenager programming to join more respectable entertainment outlets. News coverage has been vigilant to say the least, following everything, via helicopter, from the private service at Forest Lawn Cemetery to an OJ-style aerial shot of the hearse transporting the body of MJ to the event.
It’s pandemonium on a Princess Di level, and truly a fitting tribute for a guy that was prone to dressing like some sort of Civil War Admiral. Today, we truly are the world, and we are the children of the music of Michael Jackson. And when this whole damn star studded thing is over, we’ll have to get back to our normal lives with the knowledge that none of us are “Invincible,” but also that we must do our part to heal the world and make it a better place, because that’s what Michael would want us to do.
