Wednesday, January 5, 2011

king of pain

I find it remarkable that the manslaughter trial pertaining to Michael Jackson's death is getting so little media attention.
Michael Jackson has to be the best known person outside the political sphere to be killed at the hands of himself or another. I can hardly think of anyone to compare. Gandhi (Indira and Mohandas)? Political. Neruda? Political. John Belushi and Marvin Gaye? Not comparable to Jackson internationally. Marilyn Monroe? Comes closer, but a different time and place... no doubt an actress of similar stature today would rate a larger, more sustained fuss than back then. Compare the fuss over Lindsay Lohan's misadventures - and imagine if they led to her death.
The only comparable public figure caught up in a homicide I can think of is OJ. Why is the doctor's manslaughter trial so little a feature of the media, in comparison?
In the days after Jackson's death I think my mood matched that of the general public - sadness, sure, but shock, no, not even surprise. I think with all we knew of Jackson - his isolation, extremity in weirdness, refuge in pedophiliac relationships, his face carved and bleached to a skull - it seemed everything we knew about him as a person was pathological. Onstage, alive, yes, but offstage, no. For many of us, I think, it was as if he was already dead and the news was just getting around.
Not a hell of a lot of outrage as Dr. Murray's contribution was gradually made known. Arguably, he killed one of the most famous men in the world, but emotionally, it's as if MJ killed himself, even if by another hand.

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