No one could have predicted it, though many are trying to do so from hindsight and "Monday morning quarterbacking".
Michael Jackson passes due to a heart attack suddenly this last week.
Almost immediately, the jokes began... not on the late night talk shows as you might expect, but among the members of the community...those who didn't like him or his music.
And all too frequently, the jokes centered around his recent controversies...
I had to wince as I heard some of these people crack jokes that were insensitive and, in some cases, in bad taste.
I remember when Elvis died. A lot of people were upset by the news, and they were all shook up. Tears were common.
I never made any cracks about the King... I saw too many people with tears in their eyes. He meant that much to them.
Then, many years later, John Lennon was killed, and I saw it again. But in this instance, there were a lot more people, of the generation just ahead of me who shook their heads and wondered why. Just imagine...
Again, I didn't say anything... I knew who he was, but he didn't mean THAT much to me.
And then Kurt Colbane died, and I didn't say anything, cause it wasn't my generation. Not my grunge generation...
But now, Michael Jackson is gone. A kid younger than I was, who rose to fame and fortune, and whose career I was very aware of.
So the next time that someone makes a crack at the expense of the deceased, don't worry, I won't say anything. But this time, it's hitting close to home.
For those of you who don't understand, just think back to where you were when JFK, RFK or Martin Luther King were killed. Or the shuttle disaster, or something similar. You might get a little sense of the loss...
Just don't make any cracks near me, please. I may not laugh. I'm probably wincing inside.