I'll Be Soooooo Glad...

when the "24x7 Michael Jackson Death-A-Palooza Circus Tour" is over with.

I am tired of it...nay...sick of it. This will sound cold, and I hardly care, but I care not about his death, simply because I did not know him, so it affects me in no way, shape or form.

I also care not about the will, who gets what, when, where, or how. Further, I care not about who is the 'real' father of his children, whether Debbie Rowe is seeking custody, or Joe Jackson's fucking music label that includes 'BluRay', or the fact that one of Michael Jackson's physicians was barred from writing prescriptions.

I care not because people die every day, whether they are a 'cultural icon' or not...it is the natural course of life...upon birth, we begin the process of dying.

Michael Jackson's death is but one death among thousands that occur each and every day, no more, no less, so please spare me the ad nauseum media coverage...