Editor’s Note: This was originally meant to be published last Thursday, but due to circumstances beyond my control, I’m just getting to publish this now. That being said…Let’s Go.
♦ Hell Hath No Fury…♦
“No Adultery is Bloodless”
DETROIT — As I wrote last week in my blog about Death, The Grim Reaper has been taking no prisoners. One of its most noteworthy victims, not named Michael Jackson, was former NFL quarterback Steve McNair. McNair was found dead in his condo in Nashville on July 4th. He’d been shot four times, twice in the chest and once in each temple …yikes! Also in the condo was the body of his 20-year-old mistress Sahel Kazemi, lying dead on the floor with a single gunshot to the head. It was later determined that it was Kazemi who killed McNair before turning the gun on herself. The death of McNair sent shockwaves through the country because his death was the 6th death of a high-profile individual in a month and knocked a large pause into the cheating hearts of a lot of men (and women) out here.
Continue reading Aired Out: The Sad End of Steve McNair…
♣ The Toughest Thing About Life is…Living…♣
Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.
SOUTHFIELD, Mich. — We are all going to die. It’s just how life works. No matter who you pray to, and no matter how clean of a life you lead, we all know that eventually, he’ll come to pay us a visit. We just don’t know exactly when, why, or how. But it’s coming. It may not show up at your door with a clipboard like he does on Family Guy, but you get me. That being said, The Grim Reaper has been working day and night, bagging some pretty big game the last four weeks, and sending a very stiff message that you can get it anytime, anyway, anyhow.
Continue reading Death Takes No Holiday…
♣ Why Are The Great Ones Often The Most Tortured Souls? ♣
“The greatest education in the world is watching the masters at work.”
— Michael Jackson
SOUTHFIELD, Mich. — I was sitting on my bedroom floor looking at the website for the Los Angeles Times last Thursday when it announced the passing of Michael Jackson. I was just a stunned, shocked, and numb as anyone else. He was the first celebrity that I was a legit fan of.
For those of you who were born after 1987, Michael Jackson was, simply, the Baddest man on the planet. For a five year span between 1982 and 1987, he was the biggest celebrity on Earth. Bigger than Elvis, The Beatles, anyone other than Jesus. His videos not only debuted on MTV (which until Thriller, never played Black music), they debuted on Network TV, including all three majors NBC, CBS, and ABC. A lot of seminal moments in the first half of my life have been connected to Michael Jackson in one way or another.
Continue reading How Michael Jackson Shaped My Life…