Across The Bridge: Monroe County Musings

The same thing everyone else has written about Michael Jackson.
I feel certain that millions of people are waxing poetic and philosophical about the death of Michael Jackson. Although I don’t expect my own meanderings to be any better or even that much different, this has affected me.
I never knew Michael Jackson as a person nor did I care to – he was an entertainer, and a darn good one. So if you are going to go down the “child molester” road, I suggest you quit reading this now. I can like Michael Jackson without it having any type of overtones – sexual, malicious or otherwise.
I saw an interesting status on Facebook. It said, and I paraphrase, “It’s amazing how quickly death can turn sinners into saints.” But if you look at that statement, it says everything – the whole purpose of dying is to start over or live again or whatever your religion or conscious thought dictates. In a way, it’s the ultimate “do-over.”
The death of Michael Jackson made me feel one thing – one thing that I have been trying to avoid – it made me feel old. For the first time in my life, I feel as if I’m getting older.
I wish that I could say that I was always some punk rock kid with power-pop sensibilities, but I can’t. The first musical love of my life was pop. I loved the pop music and Michael Jackson forever changed the sound-scape of American pop.
I am mourning a loss in my life through his death – a loss of time and spirit. I can’t believe it was more than 20 years ago when my sister and I saw the “Thriller” video for the first time – where did the time go? The death of the King of Pop basically represents the death of a part of my life – a distant, happy time when I thought all was well with the world.
I hope I’m able to maintain some of the spirit of my youth throughout the rest of my life. I never want to be some angry, miserable cynic who hates himself and the world. I feel as if a little bit of my childhood died along with Michael Jackson.
Long live the King of Pop.

Aberdeen: The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
It seems as if there has been a little pressure placed on the city officials in Aberdeen recently through the platform of peaceful protesting. I’m anxious to see how this pans out. However, I’m sure the officials under the gun will handle the situation with the same self-righteous, “I work for Jesus” arrogance as usual. Oh, and the race cards will be played – just wait.

Chester Leigh: A new hope
I am very excited about the appointment of Chester Leigh as the new superintendent in Aberdeen. I applaud Loretta Braylock, Thomas Pierce and Leon Henley for his appointment. Mr. Leigh, in STAR WARS terms, could be the one to bring balance back to “the force” (school district). However, after watching his first meeting in his new capacity, he has a long road ahead of him. I hope that he will stay strong and deal with the certain-to-happen opposition from some school board members.

Jeff Clark/Monroe Journal