No body could not like Micheal Jacksons music, 'Thriller' which no one person could ever forget was indeed his Magnum Opus, but I always found balancing out such a fantastic talent with his real life just quite simply to much. In my day it was 'Elvis' , a man whom simply destroyed himself, but he had that choice, and who am I to judge him for that. But Micheal Jackson however... sorry, but he really was to weird, and dodgy, yes there will always be the legacy of 'Thriller' and his million dollar Court case; essentially his music, but that's all it is, he was NO Elvis to me, and should not be compared in terms of personality's; and yet... was incredibly talented, Rest in peace Micheal.
And yet what of the wonderful Farrah Fawcett?. Fresh, beautiful, sexy, and happy. I truly loved this woman, she had guts, made millions out of that famous red swimming costume poster in her own right in the seventies at her Zenith, yet in later life had real Balls, took a baseball bat to one of her exes, whom apparently deserved it (a shit whom bounced her off a kerb and kicked her in the stomach) . Appeared on the 'Letterman' show in the late 90s, apparently 'smashed', ( am always suspicious about chat show hosts and their 'accidental guests') but was probably not, as shes always admitted she was a bit Kooky! and why not!. Gorgeous, Iconic, a true 'Star' right to the end, she as well as Micheal, are yet more role models of our childhoods lost forever.
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