It was a shock to hear that Michael Jackson died. But now that the shock is wearing off, I don't know what to think. He did have an impact on the music world, but it's sad to think that this man with such strange ideas of how to behave in society never got a chance to prove to the world that he wasn't a freak. The image I have of him is of a man chasing an bubble holding the key to happiness. He never reached it. Now the media circus will have a field day and we'll be seeing the tabloids screaming about this, that, and the other fantastic things about Jacko. Ugh.
The question is now will Paul be able to get the Beatles catalogue back? I hope so.