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I was a junior in highschool when my friend Michael Jackson asked me to go on tour with him. To describe it in one word: impossibly awesome (because one word is not nearly enough).
I remember June 25th, 2009 vividly. I remember standing in the sweltering epicenter of Metro Center in Washington, D.C. I got a voicemail message. It was my dad telling me that Michael Jackson had passed away.
As far back as Moonwalk, Michael complained of a biting and penetrating loneliness; despite all his success and fame, he never truly felt loved.
If I were forced to gather together ten Michael Jackson songs to hold up against the best songs of the Beatles or Elvis Presley or Prince, here are the ten I would bring.
On the one year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death I'd like to share with you a poem I co-wrote with him which was published in his book "Dancing the Dream."
Let's take this opportunity to honor and celebrate Michael Jackson's creative exuberance. Let's hope the positive, visionary message that he shared with the world will continue to be heard in fresh and compelling ways.
McChrystal may have reached a "success" plateau he couldn't exceed. Maybe deep down he realized that he simply couldn't win the war, so he wanted out.
Let's hold the legacy of the passionate, hardworking Michael Jackson up to today's youth all over the world and open a can of whoop ass on the massive, pathetic atrophy of their work ethic
Over the last year I have rediscovered Michael Jackson's work rummaging through his old tracks and albums. I have decided not to say goodbye because he still means so much to me.
What Michael Jackson needed was not painkillers but counseling, not the numbing of an inner wound through drugs but the awakening of an inner conscience through spiritual guidance.
Originally published on Youthradio.org, the premier source for youth generated news throughout the globe. By: Ariel Edwards-Levy LOS ANGELES - Appr...
Like much of America, I'm down on professional politicians. I'm tired of people getting in office to line their pockets, suck up to lobbyists and constantly run for re-election.
While Feldman's vocals could have used a little auto-tuning, his dance moves were a spot-on imitation of his former BFF.
As long as I live, I'll never forget the night that Elena Kagan and I got drunk together. It was November 4, 1980, to be exact.
So let's they greenlight the remake of The Wizard of Oz, and the casting begins. Can I at least make my suggestions? Rather than try to make The New Improved Loud Wizard of Oz, a big gaudy production, why not do an eight party TV series with all the best reality show stars.
I explained to my youngest that Downey had dramatically turned his life around, and my kid said, "Well, Dad, you'd have to say he's doing pretty well now, right?" Yes, I'd say he's doing just fine.
