They say genius and insanity are two sides of the same coin and a link between genius and madness exists. History has numerous examples supporting this, be it the bipolar Beethoven or crazy psychotic Newton, there definitely seems to be a connection between brilliance and weirdness. It’s almost as if nature intentionally left one department lacking for having overcompensated in another. And maybe, just maybe that's how it was with Whacko Jacko, a man so gifted that it was impossible for him to lead a normal life.
Once, as a student, I was forced to take the greyhound from Indianapolis to Chicago and on passing Gary, Indiana (MJ's birthplace) I was amazed at how such a big star could have had such a humble beginning. Places like Gary,Indiana cannot be compared to Mumbai's Dharavi but it does give America's "Land of Milk and Honey" image a severe beating. MJ could not have had a great childhood if the neighborhood was anything to go by.
Despite those revolting accusations of child molestation, his bizarre lifestyle, his experiments with his appearance which nearly turned him into a freak, he is undoubtedly THE KING of POP. We will never know if it mattered to him whether he was black or white but his music mattered to millions of people all over the world. No one else in his generation has been able to invoke such mass hysteria with their music. As he is laid to rest I would like to borrow from Shakespeare for the final goodbye...
Music-Lovers all over the world lend me your ears;
I come not to praise MJ, but to bury him;
The music that men create lives after them,
The craziness is oft interred with their bones,
Please let it be so with MJ.......