![]() ![]() You need to do a lot of looking at him to feel this way. ![]() For so long, so much about Michael Jackson won our awe, our pity, our bewilderment, our identification, our belief that he was a metaphor, an allegory, a beacon, a caveat - for, of, about America. Just the odyssey of his nose from bulb to nub seemed somehow like a people’s journey. He lived in defiance of physics and race and gender, and we just kind of lived with that. If the average cultural experience demands the suspension of disbelief, if we oughtn’t think too much about this movie we’re watching, this novel we’re reading, this magic trick being performed right before our eyes, if being entertained means setting aside skepticism, logic and possibly a sense of morality, then what a magic trick we had in Michael Jackson. ![]()
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