As soon as you're dead it becomes taboo for the media to talk in detail about the bad things someone has done, or the fact that you were batshit insane, or that for the last X number of years you were largely irrelevant. It seems like dead celebrities are our saints.
I don't know, I know Michael Jackson's musical influence is still being felt today (in pop acts)...but it seems like there are so many other, more important things to worry about.
This Speak-No-Ill-Of-The-Dead syndrome bugged the crap out of me when Reagan died (and he did way worse stuff). I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Maybe the news outlets were getting tired of 'Neda.'
In terms of personal influence, I should be spending lots more time pondering the recently departed Farrah Fawcett -- I was a deeply impressionable pre-teen when Charlie's Angels was airing, and a whole lot of my (unreasonable) ideas of beauty developed as a result. I mean, I collected *bubblegum cards* from that show...
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I don't know, I know Michael Jackson's musical influence is still being felt today (in pop acts)...but it seems like there are so many other, more important things to worry about.
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In terms of personal influence, I should be spending lots more time pondering the recently departed Farrah Fawcett -- I was a deeply impressionable pre-teen when Charlie's Angels was airing, and a whole lot of my (unreasonable) ideas of beauty developed as a result. I mean, I collected *bubblegum cards* from that show...
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