sag10 said:

Look at this.. tell me Michael was not someone special.

BET: The BET Awards (June 27, 8-11:00 p.m.) Queen Latifah hosts the 10th annual Awards from Los Angeles’ Shrine Auditorium. Along with performances from T.I., Kanye West, Usher, T-Pain, Alicia Keys, and Eminem, a Michael Jackson tribute has been added to the lineup.

TV Guide Network: Gone Too Soon (Friday, June 25, 9-11:00 p.m.) Ian Halperin, New York Times’ No. 1 bestselling author of Unmasked: The Final Years of Michael Jackson, spent five years researching Jackson and declared in December 2008 that the King of Pop had only six months to live. He was only off by one day. Halperin directs this documentary about the factors that he believes contributed to Jackson’s untimely death.

CBS: The Early Show (Friday, June 25, 7-9:00 a.m.) The entire 8 a.m. hour, billed as “The King of Pop: One Year Later,” will see Harry Smith, Maggie Rodriguez, Julie Chen & Co. hosting a special tribute performance by James Morrison in London. Also on hand will be guests Christina Aguilera, Marc Anthony, and Smokey Robinson, who will share what Michael Jackson’s music has meant to them.

Animal Planet: Michael Jackson and Bubbles: The Untold Story (Thursday, June 24, 8-9:00 p.m., 11 p.m.-12:00 a.m.) For those who’ve absolutely exhausted all other aspects of Jackson’s life and career, this one-hour special, about MJ’s primate compadre, was probably inevitable, right?

CNN: Michael Jackson—The Final Days (Friday, June 25, 8-9 p.m.) CNN’s Don Lemon talks with Jermaine and Tito Jackson about their brother’s death and drug abuse. Also on hand is Jackson crony Dr. Deepak Chopra and famed choreographer Travis Payne, who shares details about working with Michael Jackson on preparations for his “This is It!” tour.

FUSE: Michael Jackson: The Inside Story (Friday, June 25, 8-9:30 p.m.) The bigger the celebrity, the more outlandish the conspiracy theories surrounding his or her death. This new doc examines claims (including those from Joe and La Toya Jackson) that Michael was murdered.

MTV: Michael Jackson’s Top 10 Video Countdown (Friday June 25, 5-6:30 p.m., Saturday June 26, 8-9:30 a.m.) MTV determines MJ’s Top 10 videos based on the number of views each has received on MTV.com. The special features running text commentary, Jackson’s VMA performances, and rare interviews he granted MTV.

MTV: Michael Jackson’s Influence on Music (Friday June 25, 6:30-7:30 p.m.) A compilation of videos featuring top music artists discussing Michael Jackson’s influence on their work.

OTHER LISTINGS:

ABC
20/20: Michael Jackson (Friday, June 25, 9-11 p.m.)

BET
BET Awards 2009 encore (Thursday, June 24, 7:30 p.m.-11 p.m.) Last year’s awards, which aired just days after Michael Jackson’s death, where host Jamie Foxx performed his own incredibly awkward Moonwalk.

Michael Jackson: Life of a Superstar (Friday, June 25, 1-2 p.m.)

Inside the Michael Jackson Mansion: Never Can Say Goodbye (Friday, June 25, 2-3 p.m.)

106 & Park (Friday, June 25^th, 6-8 p.m.) The 106 gang devotes their “Freestyle Friday” to counting down Michael Jackson’s greatest videos.

Michael Jackson History: The King of Pop (Friday June 25, 8-10 p.m.)

FUSE
Michael Jackson: A Tribute (Friday, June 25, 9:30-10:30 p.m.)

MTV
Michael Jackson’s Music Videos (Saturday, June 26, 6-8 a.m.)

NBC
Dateline NBC (Friday, June 25, 9-11 p.m.) The first hour of Dateline will include Michael Jackson coverage.

QVC
Michael Jackson Music and Memories (Friday, June 25, 11 p.m.-12 a.m.)

TV Guide Network
Michael Jackson: His Family Dynasty (Friday, June 25, 7-8 p.m.)

Hollywood 411: Michael Jackson (Friday, June 25, 8-9 p.m.)

TV One
Michael Jackson: 30th Anniversary Celebration (Friday, June 25, 8-10 p.m.; Saturday June 26, 12-2 a.m.)

Man in the Mirror: The Michael Jackson Story (Friday, June 25, 10 p.m.-12 a.m.; Saturday, June 26, 2-4 a.m.)

VH1
The Jacksons: An American Dream (Friday June 25, 12-5 p.m.)

Famous Crime Scene: Michael Jackson (Friday June 25, 11:30 p.m.-12 a.m.)

VH1 Classics
Famous Crime Scene: Michael Jackson (Friday, June 25, 9-9:30 a.m.; 4:30-5 p.m.)

The Jacksons: An American Dream (Friday, June 25, 9:30 a.m.-2:30 p.m.; 6 p.m.-11 p.m.)

Michael Jackson Video Retrospective (Friday June 25, 2:30-4:30 p.m.)

To say that this weekend will be MICHAEL JACKSON WEEKEND is an understatement.

http://www.allmichaeljackson.com/speeches/oxforduni01.html

You probably weren't surprised to hear that I did not have an idyllic childhood. The strain and tension that exists in my relationship with my own father is well documented. My father is a tough man and he pushed my brothers and me hard, from the earliest age, to be the best performers we could be.

He had great difficulty showing affection. He never really told me he loved me. And he never really complimented me either. If I did a great show, he would tell me it was a good show. And if I did an OK show, he told me it was a lousy show.

He seemed intent, above all else, on making us a commercial success. And at that he was more than adept. My father was a managerial genius and my brothers and I owe our professional success, in no small measure, to the forceful way that he pushed us. He trained me as a showman and under his guidance I couldn't miss a step.

But what I really wanted was a Dad. I wanted a father who showed me love. And my father never did that. He never said I love you while looking me straight in the eye, he never played a game with me. He never gave me a piggyback ride, he never threw a pillow at me, or a water balloon.

But I remember once when I was about four years old, there was a little carnival and he picked me up and put me on a pony. It was a tiny gesture, probably something he forgot five minutes later. But because of that moment I have this special place in my heart for him. Because that's how kids are, the little things mean so much to them and for me, that one moment meant everything. I only experienced it that one time, but it made me feel really good, about him and the world.

But now I am a father myself, and one day I was thinking about my own children, Prince and Paris and how I wanted them to think of me when they grow up. To be sure, I would like them to remember how I always wanted them with me wherever I went, how I always tried to put them before everything else. But there are also challenges in their lives. Because my kids are stalked by paparazzi, they can't always go to a park or a movie with me.

So what if they grow older and resent me, and how my choices impacted their youth? Why weren't we given an average childhood like all the other kids, they might ask? And at that moment I pray that my children will give me the benefit of the doubt. That they will say to themselves: "Our daddy did the best he could, given the unique circumstances that he faced. He may not have been perfect, but he was a warm and decent man, who tried to give us all the love in the world."

I hope that they will always focus on the positive things, on the sacrifices I willingly made for them, and not criticise the things they had to give up, or the errors I've made, and will certainly continue to make, in raising them. For we have all been someone's child, and we know that despite the very best of plans and efforts, mistakes will always occur. That's just being human.

And when I think about this, of how I hope that my children will not judge me unkindly, and will forgive my shortcomings, I am forced to think of my own father and despite my earlier denials, I am forced to admit that me must have loved me. He did love me, and I know that.

There were little things that showed it. When I was a kid I had a real sweet tooth - we all did. My favourite food was glazed doughnuts and my father knew that. So every few weeks I would come downstairs in the morning and there on the kitchen counter was a bag of glazed doughnuts - no note, no explanation - just the doughnuts. It was like Santa Claus.

Sometimes I would think about staying up late at night, so I could see him leave them there, but just like with Santa Claus, I didn't want to ruin the magic for fear that he would never do it again. My father had to leave them secretly at night, so as no one might catch him with his guard down. He was scared of human emotion, he didn't understand it or know how to deal with it. But he did know doughnuts.

And when I allow the floodgates to open up, there are other memories that come rushing back, memories of other tiny gestures, however imperfect, that showed that he did what he could. So tonight, rather than focusing on what my father didn't do, I want to focus on all the things he did do and on his own personal challenges. I want to stop judging him.

I have started reflecting on the fact that my father grew up in the South, in a very poor family. He came of age during the Depression and his own father, who struggled to feed his children, showed little affection towards his family and raised my father and his siblings with an iron fist. Who could have imagined what it was like to grow up a poor black man in the South, robbed of dignity, bereft of hope, struggling to become a man in a world that saw my father as subordinate. I was the first black artist to be played on MTV and I remember how big a deal it was even then. And that was in the 80s!

My father moved to Indiana and had a large family of his own, working long hours in the steel mills, work that kills the lungs and humbles the spirit, all to support his family. Is it any wonder that he found it difficult to expose his feelings? Is it any mystery that he hardened his heart, that he raised the emotional ramparts? And most of all, is it any wonder why he pushed his sons so hard to succeed as performers, so that they could be saved from what he knew to be a life of indignity and poverty?

I have begun to see that even my father's harshness was a kind of love, an imperfect love, to be sure, but love nonetheless. He pushed me because he loved me. Because he wanted no man ever to look down at his offspring.

And now with time, rather than bitterness, I feel blessing. In the place of anger, I have found absolution. And in the place of revenge I have found reconciliation. And my initial fury has slowly given way to forgiveness.

Almost a decade ago, I founded a charity called Heal the World. The title was something I felt inside me. Little did I know, as Shmuley later pointed out, that those two words form the cornerstone of Old Testament prophecy. Do I really believe that we can heal this world, that is riddled with war and genocide, even today? And do I really think that we can heal our children, the same children who can enter their schools with guns and hatred and shoot down their classmates, like they did at Columbine? Or children who can beat a defenceless toddler to death, like the tragic story of Jamie Bulger? Of course I do, or I wouldn't be here tonight.

But it all begins with forgiveness, because to heal the world, we first have to heal ourselves. And to heal the kids, we first have to heal the child within, each and every one of us. As an adult, and as a parent, I realise that I cannot be a whole human being, nor a parent capable of unconditional love, until I put to rest the ghosts of my own childhood.

And that's what I'm asking all of us to do tonight. Live up to the fifth of the Ten Commandments. Honour your parents by not judging them. Give them the benefit of the doubt.

That is why I want to forgive my father and to stop judging him. I want to forgive my father, because I want a father, and this is the only one that I've got. I want the weight of my past lifted from my shoulders and I want to be free to step into a new relationship with my father, for the rest of my life, unhindered by the goblins of the past.

In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.

To all of you tonight who feel let down by your parents, I ask you to let down your disappointment. To all of you tonight who feel cheated by your fathers or mothers, I ask you not to cheat yourself further. And to all of you who wish to push your parents away, I ask you to extend you hand to them instead. I am asking you, I am asking myself, to give our parents the gift of unconditional love, so that they too may learn how to love from us, their children. So that love will finally be restored to a desolate and lonely world.

Shmuley once mentioned to me an ancient Biblical prophecy which says that a new world and a new time would come, when "the hearts of the parents would be restored through the hearts of their children". My friends, we are that world, we are those children.

Mahatma Gandhi said: "The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." Tonight, be strong. Beyond being strong, rise to the greatest challenge of all - to restore that broken covenant. We must all overcome whatever crippling effects our childhoods may have had on our lives and in the words of Jesse Jackson, forgive each other, redeem each other and move on.

This call for forgiveness may not result in Oprah moments the world over, with thousands of children making up with their parents, but it will at least be a start, and we'll all be so much happier as a result.

And so ladies and gentlemen, I conclude my remarks tonight with faith, joy and excitement.

From this day forward, may a new song be heard.

Let that new song be the sound of children laughing.

Let that new song be the sound of children playing.

Let that new song be the sound of children singing.

And let that new song be the sound of parents listening.

Together, let us create a symphony of hearts, marvelling at the miracle of our children and basking in the beauty of love.

Let us heal the world and blight its pain.

And may we all make beautiful music together.

God bless you, and I love you.

Did y'all just see Joan Rivers on LKL??? Bitch called MJ a pedophile and a druggie. And she had the nerve to say "she tells the truth". Don't get me started on what's wrong with her.

How dare this woman say something like this...so close to the anniversary? I swear this woman has no soul, no heart.

SherryJackson said:

Did y'all just see Joan Rivers on LKL??? Bitch called MJ a pedophile and a druggie. And she had the nerve to say "she tells the truth". Don't get me started on what's wrong with her.

How dare this woman say something like this...so close to the anniversary? I swear this woman has no soul, no heart.

If I ever meet her Im gonna smack the shit outta her. I was gonna see her new movie but now Ive changed my mind.

SherryJackson said:

Did y'all just see Joan Rivers on LKL??? Bitch called MJ a pedophile and a druggie. And she had the nerve to say "she tells the truth". Don't get me started on what's wrong with her.

How dare this woman say something like this...so close to the anniversary? I swear this woman has no soul, no heart.

1. I don't watch Larry King unless there's a good reason

2. I've NEVER cared about Joan Rivers or what she has to say

People like that think because they have some amount of fame, they think their words are true. The purest form of egotism

Swa said:

Just received my "Never Can Say Goodbye" book and I have to say it is lovingly put together. Obviously a lot of time has been spent selecting pictures and in the writing.

A fitting tribute on today.

RIP MJ

bboy87 said:

SherryJackson said:

Did y'all just see Joan Rivers on LKL??? Bitch called MJ a pedophile and a druggie. And she had the nerve to say "she tells the truth". Don't get me started on what's wrong with her.

How dare this woman say something like this...so close to the anniversary? I swear this woman has no soul, no heart.

1. I don't watch Larry King unless there's a good reason

2. I've NEVER cared about Joan Rivers or what she has to say

People like that think because they have some amount of fame, they think their words are true. The purest form of egotism

You are so right, bboy. *sigh* I never cared much for Joan Rivers myself. Used to be neutral to her but now, I'm just disgusted.

Speaking of LKL....gonna watch Jermaine tomorrow? I personally really don't want too...now there's a man who loves attention.

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Oh God, BET is doing another MJ 'tribute.' They should really just leave it alone. They already shamed themselves last year.

bboy87 said:

SherryJackson said:

Did y'all just see Joan Rivers on LKL??? Bitch called MJ a pedophile and a druggie. And she had the nerve to say "she tells the truth". Don't get me started on what's wrong with her.

How dare this woman say something like this...so close to the anniversary? I swear this woman has no soul, no heart.

1. I don't watch Larry King unless there's a good reason

2. I've NEVER cared about Joan Rivers or what she has to say

People like that think because they have some amount of fame, they think their words are true. The purest form of egotism

Word.

Timmy84 said:

bboy87 said:

1. I don't watch Larry King unless there's a good reason

2. I've NEVER cared about Joan Rivers or what she has to say

People like that think because they have some amount of fame, they think their words are true. The purest form of egotism

Word.

Ole female Ragin' Cajun James Carville lookin' ass

bboy87 said:

Timmy84 said:

Word.

Ole female Ragin' Cajun James Carville lookin' ass

She looks like Jocelyn Wilderstein's sister or something.

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Layzie said:

Oh God, BET is doing another MJ 'tribute.' They should really just leave it alone. They already shamed themselves last year.

That was a last minute thing, we'll see what they have this year.

......"the doggone girl is mine...."

come november, i will DEFINITELY be buying the new Michael Jackson.

Love,Peace, and "SHAMONE!"

I love you Mike....

I feel really blessed to have discovered you in my life.

babybugz said:

Swa said:

Just received my "Never Can Say Goodbye" book and I have to say it is lovingly put together. Obviously a lot of time has been spent selecting pictures and in the writing.

A fitting tribute on today.

RIP MJ

I want that book.

I got it through MJSecretVault - and by purchasing a physical copy you also got an e-copy of the book - so got to review it today (which is the 25th here in Australia).

Swa

bboy87 said:

http://www.allmichaeljackson.com/speeches/oxforduni01.html

You probably weren't surprised to hear that I did not have an idyllic childhood. The strain and tension that exists in my relationship with my own father is well documented. My father is a tough man and he pushed my brothers and me hard, from the earliest age, to be the best performers we could be.

He had great difficulty showing affection. He never really told me he loved me. And he never really complimented me either. If I did a great show, he would tell me it was a good show. And if I did an OK show, he told me it was a lousy show.

He seemed intent, above all else, on making us a commercial success. And at that he was more than adept. My father was a managerial genius and my brothers and I owe our professional success, in no small measure, to the forceful way that he pushed us. He trained me as a showman and under his guidance I couldn't miss a step.

But what I really wanted was a Dad. I wanted a father who showed me love. And my father never did that. He never said I love you while looking me straight in the eye, he never played a game with me. He never gave me a piggyback ride, he never threw a pillow at me, or a water balloon.

But I remember once when I was about four years old, there was a little carnival and he picked me up and put me on a pony. It was a tiny gesture, probably something he forgot five minutes later. But because of that moment I have this special place in my heart for him. Because that's how kids are, the little things mean so much to them and for me, that one moment meant everything. I only experienced it that one time, but it made me feel really good, about him and the world.

But now I am a father myself, and one day I was thinking about my own children, Prince and Paris and how I wanted them to think of me when they grow up. To be sure, I would like them to remember how I always wanted them with me wherever I went, how I always tried to put them before everything else. But there are also challenges in their lives. Because my kids are stalked by paparazzi, they can't always go to a park or a movie with me.

So what if they grow older and resent me, and how my choices impacted their youth? Why weren't we given an average childhood like all the other kids, they might ask? And at that moment I pray that my children will give me the benefit of the doubt. That they will say to themselves: "Our daddy did the best he could, given the unique circumstances that he faced. He may not have been perfect, but he was a warm and decent man, who tried to give us all the love in the world."

I hope that they will always focus on the positive things, on the sacrifices I willingly made for them, and not criticise the things they had to give up, or the errors I've made, and will certainly continue to make, in raising them. For we have all been someone's child, and we know that despite the very best of plans and efforts, mistakes will always occur. That's just being human.

And when I think about this, of how I hope that my children will not judge me unkindly, and will forgive my shortcomings, I am forced to think of my own father and despite my earlier denials, I am forced to admit that me must have loved me. He did love me, and I know that.

There were little things that showed it. When I was a kid I had a real sweet tooth - we all did. My favourite food was glazed doughnuts and my father knew that. So every few weeks I would come downstairs in the morning and there on the kitchen counter was a bag of glazed doughnuts - no note, no explanation - just the doughnuts. It was like Santa Claus.

Sometimes I would think about staying up late at night, so I could see him leave them there, but just like with Santa Claus, I didn't want to ruin the magic for fear that he would never do it again. My father had to leave them secretly at night, so as no one might catch him with his guard down. He was scared of human emotion, he didn't understand it or know how to deal with it. But he did know doughnuts.

And when I allow the floodgates to open up, there are other memories that come rushing back, memories of other tiny gestures, however imperfect, that showed that he did what he could. So tonight, rather than focusing on what my father didn't do, I want to focus on all the things he did do and on his own personal challenges. I want to stop judging him.

I have started reflecting on the fact that my father grew up in the South, in a very poor family. He came of age during the Depression and his own father, who struggled to feed his children, showed little affection towards his family and raised my father and his siblings with an iron fist. Who could have imagined what it was like to grow up a poor black man in the South, robbed of dignity, bereft of hope, struggling to become a man in a world that saw my father as subordinate. I was the first black artist to be played on MTV and I remember how big a deal it was even then. And that was in the 80s!

My father moved to Indiana and had a large family of his own, working long hours in the steel mills, work that kills the lungs and humbles the spirit, all to support his family. Is it any wonder that he found it difficult to expose his feelings? Is it any mystery that he hardened his heart, that he raised the emotional ramparts? And most of all, is it any wonder why he pushed his sons so hard to succeed as performers, so that they could be saved from what he knew to be a life of indignity and poverty?

I have begun to see that even my father's harshness was a kind of love, an imperfect love, to be sure, but love nonetheless. He pushed me because he loved me. Because he wanted no man ever to look down at his offspring.

And now with time, rather than bitterness, I feel blessing. In the place of anger, I have found absolution. And in the place of revenge I have found reconciliation. And my initial fury has slowly given way to forgiveness.

Almost a decade ago, I founded a charity called Heal the World. The title was something I felt inside me. Little did I know, as Shmuley later pointed out, that those two words form the cornerstone of Old Testament prophecy. Do I really believe that we can heal this world, that is riddled with war and genocide, even today? And do I really think that we can heal our children, the same children who can enter their schools with guns and hatred and shoot down their classmates, like they did at Columbine? Or children who can beat a defenceless toddler to death, like the tragic story of Jamie Bulger? Of course I do, or I wouldn't be here tonight.

But it all begins with forgiveness, because to heal the world, we first have to heal ourselves. And to heal the kids, we first have to heal the child within, each and every one of us. As an adult, and as a parent, I realise that I cannot be a whole human being, nor a parent capable of unconditional love, until I put to rest the ghosts of my own childhood.

And that's what I'm asking all of us to do tonight. Live up to the fifth of the Ten Commandments. Honour your parents by not judging them. Give them the benefit of the doubt.

That is why I want to forgive my father and to stop judging him. I want to forgive my father, because I want a father, and this is the only one that I've got. I want the weight of my past lifted from my shoulders and I want to be free to step into a new relationship with my father, for the rest of my life, unhindered by the goblins of the past.

In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.

To all of you tonight who feel let down by your parents, I ask you to let down your disappointment. To all of you tonight who feel cheated by your fathers or mothers, I ask you not to cheat yourself further. And to all of you who wish to push your parents away, I ask you to extend you hand to them instead. I am asking you, I am asking myself, to give our parents the gift of unconditional love, so that they too may learn how to love from us, their children. So that love will finally be restored to a desolate and lonely world.

Shmuley once mentioned to me an ancient Biblical prophecy which says that a new world and a new time would come, when "the hearts of the parents would be restored through the hearts of their children". My friends, we are that world, we are those children.

Mahatma Gandhi said: "The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong." Tonight, be strong. Beyond being strong, rise to the greatest challenge of all - to restore that broken covenant. We must all overcome whatever crippling effects our childhoods may have had on our lives and in the words of Jesse Jackson, forgive each other, redeem each other and move on.

This call for forgiveness may not result in Oprah moments the world over, with thousands of children making up with their parents, but it will at least be a start, and we'll all be so much happier as a result.

And so ladies and gentlemen, I conclude my remarks tonight with faith, joy and excitement.

From this day forward, may a new song be heard.

Let that new song be the sound of children laughing.

Let that new song be the sound of children playing.

Let that new song be the sound of children singing.

And let that new song be the sound of parents listening.

Together, let us create a symphony of hearts, marvelling at the miracle of our children and basking in the beauty of love.

Let us heal the world and blight its pain.

And may we all make beautiful music together.

God bless you, and I love you.

He sure has a way with words.

I read this on a website about Tatiana Thumbtzen. I found this from a website. I'll post the link later.

MJ loved Tatiana. Dude knew he blew it the first time around. I think he finally realized how special she was after all these years and how much she loved him.

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bboy87 said:

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God Bless you for this picture, bboy....

*sigh*I love you Michael....I miss you...but you live forever within me.

gosh this sucks...

This is TOO ADORABLE! A 4-year-old MJ impersonator.

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I grew up in the place where only privileged kids knew how Michael Jackson looked like and only super privileged ever saw his videos.

Ugly environment, ugly TV, no news. Only rumors and barely legal poor quality tapes. You'd end up dating some ugly ass just because his parents posessed a video recorder and wouldn't even regret it:

You. Saw. THRILLER.

And then, by the time things changed it would be already OVER. The music scene had moved on, MJ had moved on ("Dangerous"...) - and you'd feel betrayed for your life.

Most of you guys have no idea how lucky you are not to have experienced how it's like living behind the wall. The worst aspect of it is the total informational and cultural blockade - in some sense you'd stuck in the past forever trying to make up for what you had missed.

*And only after his death you'd realize that he was STILL THERE. All time until... well, today*

Still I wish I could be reborn in the other place back in early sixties (does that mean I would belong to baby boomer generation? ). I wish I could witness first-hand the rise of J5, Destiny tour, the "Wiz" premiere and Motown 25. I wish I had the bigger part of my life already behind me by the beginning of the globalization nightmare.

There, I spoke it out

[Edited 6/25/10 1:01am]

I know we are already doing this, but maybe we should have a seperate thread today for paying tribute to him and posting our michael memories or something.

Oprah showed a repeat of her narrative of her groundbreaking interview with Michael Jackson back in the 90's. The interview had a sister tearing up at the end. Oh Michael

And yes we do need a new thread for tomorrow. Already this one is getting slow and lagged from all of the posts...and reposts and pics...etc.

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I came up with this last year to go with my Off The Wall 30 essay but not around to fully compiling it

I just now got it ready (added a bonus remix of Rock With You by my friend arXter

be sure to check out the booklet thing I came up with

I hope the mods don't remove the link

1. Don't Stop Til You Get Enough (Original 1978 Home Demo featuring Randy and Janet Jackson)*
2. Rock With You (Q Tip Remix)
3. Workin' Day And Night (Regrooved By Funk Burners)
4. Get On The Floor Christian Dio 25th Anniversary Remix)
5. Off The Wall (Only Children Club Edit)
6. Girlfriend (MJMR3 Somebody Else's Girlfriend Mix)
7. She's Out Of My Life (Live In Brunei- July 1996)
8. I Can't Help It (Tangoterje Remix)
9. It's The Falling In Love D1mka's 4:52 AM Mix)
10. Burn This Disco Out (Dirty Freek Mix)
11. Sunset Driver (Extended Thriller Mix)
12. Love Never Felt So Good (Megajacko 2007 Gus Mix)
13. This Is It (Paul Anka and Michael Jackson...Live 2009)
14. Rock With You (Frankie Knuckles Remix)
Bonus Track
15. Rock With You (arX Quiet Storm Remix)

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