Wasn't going to watch the Michael Jackson memorial. Was torn between feeling that the event was a cross between Nathanael West's apocalytpic Hollywood novel, Day of the Locust, and the bizarre scene in The Wiz, where MJ as the Scarecrow, is crucified by Evellina's naughty monkeys. Now I find myself wiping away a tear as Queen Latifah reads a poem written for the occasion by Maya Angelou, that reads, in part, "Sing our songs across the stars and walk our dances across the moon." Then I remembered the Scarecrow's line in The Wiz, something Jackson recited to co-star Diana Ross as Dorothy, that gave me chills 30 years ago: "Success, fame, fortune -- they're only illusions. All there is that is real is the friendship two can share." Ease on down the road, Scarecrow.
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