Michael Jackson is DEAD....you have to hand it to him it's a great career move.

I have had to forcibly restrain myself from blogging about the so-called King of Pop but with 24 hour news coverage on Sky and BBC News 24 from outside the "Jackson Compound" I can no longer remain silent. Firstly let me qualify that I am no fan of either the (alleged) pop-paedophile or his whiny drivel that passes for music or his penchant for cosmetic surgery, skin bleaching and wearing gloves for no apparent reason. As far as I can tell, Jackson was seriously psychologically damaged - I mean who the fuck names a child Blanket?

However, what has sickened me is the various gold-diggers and hangers on. In life, Jackson had every whim indulged and in death the same parasites - Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, Farrakhan's Nation of Islam (who allegedly rent a house to the Jackson entourage at 5 time the going rate) will pick over his bones in the quest for publicity and/or money. Thing is, his parents and siblings are just as bad - yes they will circle the wagons and plead for privacy in grief, but in all probability will sell exclusive photo rights of the funeral to the highest bidder. Then there will be the endless tribute tours, books, souvenirs, Greatest Hits albums etc etc ad nauseam all waiting to be sold to the sheeple who love Michael blah blah blah. There will be the inevitable appearances on Oprah about how Michael never had a proper childhood, was a victim of his own success,...excuse me while I go and throw up. Endless TV interviews with other so called pop stars about how they worked with/always wanted to work with Michael Jackson, anniversary tribute programmes...how long before the "he's not really dead, he's just dropped out of the limelight, no-one saw his body, he's working in a childrens home" conspiracy theories appear in National Enquirer?

The tasteless jokes have already whizzed round the internet, but the best was the one I saw on b3ta.com posted by BratislavBanana:



Genius!