When you are a blogger, opinions, usually strong ones, are your stock-in-hobby. Regular readers of this blog know full well that I am never short of opinions. However, in regard to the deaths of Farrah Fawcett and the volcanic media eruption upon the death of Michael Jackson, I confess to having no opinions. I recall Farrah Fawcett vaguely from Charlie’s Angels, a show that sometimes came on when the tv was providing background noise during my college and lawschool years, but if I ever watched more than a few minutes I would be surprised. Her poster was ubiquitous in the dorms at the time, but the attraction eluded me, something about the smile I found off-putting. Other than that, nothing as far as I was concerned.
As to Michael Jackson, well an American for the past four decades would have to have been stone deaf not to have heard his music, and I did hear it. However, I never sought it out, and I had no feeling for it either positive or negative. Due to his bizarre behavior I always assumed Jackson was a twisted sick puppy, an opinion reinforced by the various accusations of child abuse brought against him. However, I never followed any stories about him. I simply was not interested.
So, in regard to the mild media interest in the death of Farrah Fawcett, and the unending media focus on Michael Jackson which, like Elvis Presley, I think will continue on for several decades, I simply vote “present”.
I am curious as to how many of our readers agree with me and have zero interest in these individuals and how many think that I am missing some angle of importance.