THE EDUCATION OF JARVIS SLACKS

You should always be careful of the company you keep.

These are the questions that shape men’s minds.  Michael Jackson is dead. Did you know that? I was stuck on the Red line in DC when, once I was out the underground tunnels, I was bombarded with texts and emails telling me that the King of Pop not only died, but he died of something or other and that aliens were involved.  Like most of you, I was left with a strange feeling.  It was almost like someone told me that Oak trees wouldn’t be around anymore, or that I could no longer have Mint-chocolate chip Ice cream.  A huge chuck of the world died off and fell into the abyss.  And the part that fell off was a piece of the world that liked plastic surgery, had his hair caught on fire at a Pepsi concert, and was “accused” of often sleeping with little boys.  These are facts!  And now we all have to sit around and wonder whether he’s worth discussion.  Of course he’s not worth discussion.  Nothing entertaining is worth discussion.  That makes the discussing that much more pleasuable.

Heres the real question.  Which album is better?  ”Off the Wall,” or “Thriller”?  “Off the Wall” is shorter, more focused, with a much more dance oriented agenda.  This Michael just wants you to shake that body.  Shake it hard.  ”Thriller” is a bit of a mix mash, with some classics but some oddities.  ”Beat it” and “Thriller” are just bad songs.  I’m serious.  They just aren’t very good.  But then you have the beauty of “Billie Jean” and “PYT” and you start to see the true Michael Jackson, the one with soul to spare.  Which one is better?  I’ll let you debate until your back hurts.  Leave a comment and do something nice for someone this afternoon.  Buy a kitten and give it to an old lady.  Stuff like that.