Just Michael and Me
Ok, I never interviewed Michael Jackson, never met him, never attended an MJ concert -- although my music-producer daughter worked with him a few times. That's as close as I can get to being a part of the goofy journalistic phenomenon Jack Shafer explores in his "Press Box" column for Slate: reporters falling all over themselves to recall their encounters with the dead pop star, no matter how long ago, no matter how trivial.
Shafer mentions a syndicated columnist who remembers interviewing Jackson 30 years ago, a reporter who recalls the King of Pop hanging up on him, a veteran newsman who writes of being promised a Jackson interview and, alas, not getting it.
So how about it, dear reader? You can play too. Maybe you didn't ride the Ferris wheel at Neverland, MJ in the gondola beside you, or maybe you didn't stroll door-to-door with him during his Jehovah's Witness childhood -- I like to imagine him moon-walking house to house, religious tracts in hand -- but maybe you at least have a six-degrees-of-separation story you've been telling friends lately. (Maybe your flight into Santa Barbara flew over Neverland and just maybe you spotted far below a slender fellow frolicking with what looked like a chimp.) Care to share it with us? .
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Posted by: Nisey01 | July 3, 2009 9:47 PM
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