I Hate the Bizarre Media Circus Surrounding the Sad Creepy Man who Cut Up His Own Face

This has to stop. The man was sad, creepy and weird, and that he cut up his own face.

I liked the guy. He was a talented performer, a great dancer, and a consumate entertainer. I hope he's in a better place now.

But why did he do that to his own face?

Here is the BEFORE photo, what he USED to look like:


He was a good looking guy. A normal, average-looking dude with some sex appeal and a wicked-awesome afro that white guys like me can only envy.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with the face in the above photo. MJ looks great. He could go his whole life looking like that and everyone would love him.

Instead, he chose to become this AFTER photo:


He was hideous. I cannot look at his mutilated face without wanting to vomit. It is utterly horrific, what he did to his face.

And he did it on purpose.

The man cut up his face.

I don't care what excuses anyone serves up to explain this away. "He never had a normal childhood." Waa. "He had 'Daddy issues.'" Boo hoo.

It does not change the horrific fact that he

Cut.

Up.

His.

Face.

Let's not kid ourselves. He is not an "icon." He is sad, creepy and weird.

The fact that Jesse Jackson Al Sharpton are boostering a man who so obviously wanted to disown his Black heritage is beyond parody. Everything about MJ's funeral is beyond parody. You couldn't make fun of it if you tried.

And, believe me, I've tried.

But Michael Jackson is dead now, and he should be left to lie in peace. Remember him, if you will, as he was before he lost control. Or else, remember him as a cautionary tale of what you do not want to become when fame threatens to eat your soul alive. But do not remember him as an icon. He certainly was not that.

If you absolutely need a fallen hero to worship, there are plenty of normal ones to go around.