I'm Conflicted

I'm conflicted as to what to say about Michael Jackson's death. One side of me remembers the music and how it has been a part of my life since I was a child. The other side of me thinks about what a strange man he was and all of the allegations about his sexual preferences. I think about the little boys that he probably harmed and my heart hardens against him. Then I hear Billie Jean, or PYT or a hundred other songs and I am caught up by the music...