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Funny how people get so worked up about the passing of entertainers and yet fail to get similarly worked up about people who actually make a palpable difference in the lives of individuals and society. OK, no, I can’t really say that can I. People do remember those who make a difference in our lives—like ‘Abdu’l-Bahá, for example, whose funeral clogged the streets of the city of Haifa with “no less than ten thousand mourners“.

And don’t get me wrong—Thriller was a great album, of course. Just not great enough to change my life. Regardless, “MJ” will be missed and mourned. Good night, sweet prince.

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  1. I know what you are trying to say but it is not the same thing. People relate to MJ because they have seen him, heard him, and maybe in part identify with him, and other reasons like that. How many people even know Abdul Baha? How many people identify with an Arabic name (in this day and age). It is unfortunate but that I believe is why you see what you see.

    All the best…


  2. I see what you mean, but that wasn’t really what I was trying to get across in the above message—I just used ‘Abdu’l-Bahá as an example of someone who was known for his dedicated and sacrificial service to humanity and who was indeed remembered and mourned by thousands of people after his passing. There are plenty of souls who were similarly dedicated to serving humankind and who were remembered by the multitudes: Mother Teresa, Florence Nightingale, Martin Luther King Jr., etc. Actually I was starting to make a certain point (that people pay so much attention to celebrities and yet ignore people who make a difference through struggle and service to humanity) and then I realized I couldn’t make it (because there are so many counter-examples, such as those noted above). So in the final analysis I’m not actually saying much in this post. :/ sorry 😛 although it’s always nice to see people commenting on the things I write 😉

  3. one more thing: the most astounding and impressive thing I’ve seen coming out of Michael Jackson’s passing is an intense, poignant and painfully honest blog post on MySpace by Lisa Marie Presley, Jackson’s one-time wife, who, it seems, witnessed Jackson self-destructing in much the same way as her father many years before. Reading that this morning gave me a sense of just how much I had allowed myself to be manipulated into seeing him in a certain way by the prevailing voices of celebrity gossip.

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