The Thriller album was the first album I ever purchased (well, begged my Mom to buy for me). I remember opening the cover and finding Michael Jackson and a tiger. At that moment I developed my first celebrity crush. Michael Jackson was the cutest thing I'd ever seen and the fact that he could befriend a tiger only added to the intrigue.
In preparation for my imminent introduction and subsequent marriage to Michael Jackson, I learned every word to every song. I studied the videos and practiced all the dance moves, eventually perfecting the moon walk, a move I can still perform to this day. (Seriously, I did it at my wedding.)
Of course as time progressed, I forgot about my plans to marry Michael Jackson and moved on to bigger and better things. Michael Jackson moved on to plastic surgery, chimpanzees, surgical masks, spawning new generations of Jackson's and accusations of child molestation.
I'm not sure how future generations will look back on Michael Jackson. Will they refer to him as the King of Pop or a freakish man-child? Did we learn anything from his life? Hell, was there even anything to learn?
I learned that a young Microbiologist XX had a weak spot for cute black men and cats. I also found out that learning to moonwalk is kind of like riding a bike.