Today is definitely one of those rare days when you can look out the window and verify conclusively that the largest religion in the twenty-first century will be the cult of pop, yet a unique opportunity to try to dissect the manner in which it was first created a uniform global culture, the death of Michael Jackson echoed in every newspaper in the world and not talk about anything on the streets, which is not for less, after so many generations have learned to dance and dress him, few artists so effectively applied the premise: be a rebel, consume ...
The problem of consumerism and its most friendly, pop, is that it requires a daily record that ends up being dehumanizing, exposing their misery to those who are unable to consume or, as in this case, to take new products for consumption, thus condemning despotic ostracism and dingy. Nobody knew as Michael Jackson perform, and also suffer, both sides of the culture, reaching all the splendor it can give and all the fallacy that in turn it implies, will go down in history as the first human being changed color and which broke all sales records existing, but also the same as when he did not know how to entertain the masses, he suffered the loneliness and emptiness that lies behind the fame.
The problem of consumerism and its most friendly, pop, is that it requires a daily record that ends up being dehumanizing, exposing their misery to those who are unable to consume or, as in this case, to take new products for consumption, thus condemning despotic ostracism and dingy. Nobody knew as Michael Jackson perform, and also suffer, both sides of the culture, reaching all the splendor it can give and all the fallacy that in turn it implies, will go down in history as the first human being changed color and which broke all sales records existing, but also the same as when he did not know how to entertain the masses, he suffered the loneliness and emptiness that lies behind the fame.
During his last years he endured the humiliation of a society that thrives on spectacle and that, as in the Roman arena, is delighted with the fall of the victim in the jaws of the beast, one in which the same danced to Thriller were those who bought those tabloid newspapers in which he was prosecuted and publicly derided by the mistakes that culture fostered in the beginning, today he is dead parishioners crowd and cry, which did not in life when he more victim needed while slowly dying of loneliness, tomorrow nothing will last and, like the Queen song, the show must go on.
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