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Why I love this year’s Tennessee Titans more than any before
I remember the living room of the house where I grew up, with giant headphones on, the Thriller RECORD on the turntable, just dancing and singing while my parents tried to watch TV around me. My poor parents... heh
And you're so right. "I think we all get crazy in our obsession with the deaths of someone like Michael Jackson because he was there, singing in the background, when we experienced so many things we hold dear."
His music was some of the first that I chose to like myself, rather than whatever my parents were listening to in their cars.
Yes. When someone is that omnipresent in the culture across so many years, whether good, bad or bizarre, they are a part of what Douglas Hofstadter might call or (has called) our soul pattern. They are indeed a part of us. When our experience of that person - of their "soul shards" - is reinforced by something as primal as music it becomes even more deeply entrenched, more a part of, our own specific pattern. Any loss we may feel is real and it is another, high contrast, inevitable step toward our own mortal experience.
Have a nice day! :)
Sometimes I wonder if we in America might be the only ones so fixated on watching celebrities fail and fall.