Apparently Michael Jackson has died.

When I say “apparently”, what I really mean is that it’s the only thing that’s been on Sky News all day. He died sometime last night and at four o’clock this afternoon it was still “breaking news”. OK, it’s sad when anyone dies, and whatever you think of his music and his lifestyle, he had a sad childhood, and in his desperate attempts to recover what he’d lost, he didn’t have much of an adulthood either.

And now he’s died, allegedly of a heart attack (at the time of writing). And he’s only five years older than me.

But surely it’s not the most important thing that’s happened in the world today? Important enough to eclipse every other news item?

Farrah Fawcett died yesterday as well. Where’s all the fuss about her?

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