Michael Jackson & Farrah Fawcett:They don’t make ‘em like they used to.
July 1st, 2009
So Michael Jackson died. Call me crazy but I wish it happened 20 years ago. Maybe 15. Before he allegedly touched little boys (that’s the Church’s job!), before he plastic surgeried himself into a nightmarish china doll, before he was commonly referred to as Wacko Jacko, (The next person who calls him that in my presence gets punched in the face) while he was still known as a musical genius, worldwide superstar and the only human being ever, who’s image graced the walls of my boyhood bedroom.(Okay, maybe not so much that last one)
Above is a clip of him performing ‘Don’t Stop Till You Get Enough’ (a song that makes most music of today sound like insipid bile) and below is a clip of ‘The Jackson 5′ performing ‘I Want You Back’ (After a news reporter with a huge cigar does stand-up for a mintue)
Even though he was knee high to a grasshopper in this video it is so obvious that the kid was gonna be a star.
Farewell Michael Jackson, I even forgive you for recording ‘Earth Song’
Also, totally overshadowed in typical fashion by the media frenzy about MJ was the death of Farrah Fawcett…. of ANAL Cancer! Geeeeeeez!
If I ever die of anal cancer I’ll have instructed my people to put out a press release saying I died of something a little less embarassing. (assuming that I’ll have ‘people’)
So here’s a clip from a long long time ago, when Farah Fawcett was fifty years old, still hot as hell and either drunk or stoned out of her mind on the David Letterman Show. You have to marvel at David Letterman’s brilliant comic timing and his ability to steer that train wreck of an appearance towards something that could be shown on broadcast television.
So farewell Farah, even totally blotto and half a century old you still rocked that little black dress and were the hottest thing in the room, by far.