MJ so brightly displayed the raw and painful contradictions that many of us only secretly struggle with and so that's why we loved to act like we hated him.
I mean, we would say that we hated him, but the truth is every Black man and woman secretly wanted the fame, the attention, the validation and the recognition that Mike had, and we loved him for obtaining it.
We all needed to feel like we were cool, and maybe deep down inside each of us when we would see Mike carryin' on, we kinda feel sorry for ourselves. We know that even though it makes no sense, we are still destroying ourselves to be something else, some other. So in this sense Mike was the "scape goat", he took the hit. Mike allowed you to say "at least I ain't THAT bad!" For that alone we should thank him.
But Mike also helped us imagine what we young poor Black kids were capable of, the same way Jigga Jay-Z did much later. Mike gave them an excuse to call us Kings again. He proved to us that we ould conquer once again.
The Black woman, the black men are royal. Sometimes we act like it, and sometimes we fall victim.
Mike died in struggle, therefore let his death scream to us that the struggle to reclaim our strength, restore our dignity, and fulfill our destiny continues.
May God Bless his soul.
Rest In Peace MJ
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