Okay, so we all miss the self-proclaimed “King of Pop.” At about five years old, I saw him at the since-razed JFK Stadium here in Philadelphia. The only things I remember now were the pyrotechnics and sitting on my father’s shoulders, struggling to see. Jackson got strange, that’s for sure, but he was indeed a cultural icon. (If not a pedophile.)
With no intention of seeming cold, I want to remind everyone that coverage of his death at 50 years old has obfuscated all news on the Waxman-Markey Cap-and-Trade bill, due to be voted on tomorrow in the House of Representatives. Were it not for the utterly destructive nature of this bill, I would not be so tasteless to dismiss his death as obscuring necessary outreach — in this case, however, it is absolutely vital that each and every one of you get word out about this vote.
Call your congressman or congresswoman. Don’t rely on your neighbor to do so. Do it, and do it now. Then, call your friends and family and tell them to do the same.
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