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I really can’t sufficiently put into words the magnitude of the death of Michael Jackson – or what it means to me, the music world at large and his literally millions of fans around the planet. I really can’t properly express the shock and dismay his death has caused and how simply very very sad it is to see him go – he was a Peter Pan type character who, even at the age of 50, had stubbornly refused to leave childhood – and now, I guess, will never have to.

As I say, I can’t sufficiently explain the impact this death has had (..He’s like the Elvis of our generation in many respects.. you’ll remember where you were when he died won’t you? I was serving pints in my local. Wish I wasn’t.) – but that’s okay, because Rubot and Lottie have both done excellent jobs at explaining it, and Germaine Greer has written an excellent article in the Guardian which I find myself completely agreeing with.

I’m sure, in many ways, he was a tortured soul – never actually being able to live life like a normal human being, always being in the public gaze since he was a very young child, becoming extremely eccentric and constantly – unnaturally – defying his age. I’m sure his torture is ended now. I’ve pretty-much ignored all the jokes – many of them pretty nasty – that have started flying around about him – while, thankfully, I’ve received none by text to my phone myself (- and anyone who knows me, knows that if they do send me any tasteless jokes about someone who has died by text or whatever, they can count themselves out of my contact list pretty quickly). Show some respect. The man has died. It’s a sad and tragic event – don’t mock him – let him rest in peace.

I’d say the latest Q Magazine will sell well…