Even When Michael Jackson Dies, Hate Becomes the New Love?

Soap box time.

Just like sports, everything is not simply about the here and now just to stroke the insecure egos of man and woman. Check yourself.

Call me ideological, but I can care less.

Is something wrong with me? Am I one of the few that listened to my Mom and Pop when they drilled into our psyche “If you can’t say nothin’ nice, don’t say nothin’ at all?”

I wonder.

Maybe it was the lackluster show that exacerbated a monstrosity of ridiculous and unrelenting criticism. Maybe it’s our current culture. I don’t know. I never watch BET because I’m not attracted to it’s superficial, bubblegum, stroke the mainstream programming.

So, I decided to use Twitter’s technology during the BET Awards and also post my tweets simultaneously on facebook. I wanted to see how the world responds to an awards show the entire world was watching because of a scheduled tribute to the King of Pop. There are many questions surrounding Michael Jackson’s life and death and regardless of what you think of him, last night was not the time for stupidity.

It could have been a moment of class…a time of iconic energy.

Let me say I was patient with the show. The advertising was geared toward this massive Michael Jackson tribute that became a disrespectful showcase of individual talent with Michael Jackson “big ups” at the end of performances. I thought there was going to be more song tributes. Something like Tyrese singing Billie Jean or Trey Songz doing Rock With You or Tevin Campbell performing Can’t Help it or even Beyonce and Usher doing this:

Read the captions please.

Scream was what I wanted to do after reading all the comments. Look, constructive criticism is one thing, but when did Black people begin to hate on their own kind in the same way others have hated on us since the first slave ship sailed?

If it was a comment here or there, I’d be over dramatizing, but trust, most of the comments about people were overwhelmingly critical. Seriously and in that unconscionable objectifying way people just love oh so much.

I know I wasn’t raised that way. Thanks Pop.

If I was producing the show, the first part would have been showcasing talent with the last hour and a half an impromptu dedication to passionately honoring Michael Jackson’s body of work with anyone who had the balls enough to get on stage…culminating with a final mass offering by performers really getting down to some of Michael’s classics to end the show.

Could you imagine how emotional that would have been? It would have been memorable.

Repeating the entire Motown 25 Billie Jean performance (on the big screen) would have been hot as well.

Here’s the thing, did Debra Lee and BET furiously attempt for something obvious like this to go down and the talent selfishly resisted because they couldn’t handle the pressure, or was BET’s feet held to the fire from its admin? I know it’s hard work putting together a show of this magnitude, but other networks do it relatively without hitch.

The world was watching and when Wayne did some whack track about having sex with every girl in the world complete with pre-teens on stage, I was sick. Really sick. I saw my daughter and became disgusted.

Where have we taken music? What the hell is going on? Some of that mess was almost demonic. Who gave the final OK for such a performance? Heads should roll because the world was watching and BET flubbed.

Wayne you ought to be ashamed of yourself bruh. For real. What’s up with the little girls?

It had its moments. I thoroughly enjoyed when grown folks showcased what our music is all about. Our contribution to the world’s culture at its best.

Janet appearing on stage and making a statement mere days after the brother she loved passed? Amazing. I love you Janet. Ne-yo doing a nice rendition of Lady in My Life, New Edition opening the show with a Jackson Five tribute, Mary Mary and Latifah performing a great song, Ke Ke Palmer is a true talent, Tevin Campbell coming out of nowhere and doing his thing, Maxwell coming back strong, The OJay’s giving the world Black music in its truest form, Tyrese Gibson, Johnny Gill and Trey Songz doing great covers of the O’Jays and Keyshia Coles and Monica being a professional force. Jaime and Ne-yo’s performance of I’ll Be There was great as well.

Beyonce and Jay-Z, IMO took the occasion to make their performances memorable in the moment. I can’t fault that. At least they are good at what they do.

Jaime Fox did a good job, but there was almost too much comedy. It took away from the moment and lowered expectations of what could have been. I was embarrassed for BET. I really was, but I wasn’t going to slam the show as it was going on. I wanted to focus on all the performances as they were. I wanted to soak in the history of the show for Mike’s sake.

I thought it should be class over cash.

Please BET, please make better decisions. You represent an entire race–or at least try to–and fail miserably. I don’t know what’s going on down there, but whatever it is, it ain’t working–both on the website and the tube. Tear up the entire model, hire conscious, witty, edgy, hungry, positive people and shoot for a goal of representing our people outside of what you think everyone wants to see. MTV should not be your model. How could it? Represent our race and its rich history of can’t stop won’t stop talent and hard work. It should never be about gossip, or hate or whatever is hot (make people work for getting on your show first). If you do it right, things will change.

Get back to the Negro Leagues.

Dumbing down America with all these ghetto reality shows just because everyone else is doing it straight sucks.

What about the kids? What about the beeps that didn’t catch the lyrics?

It should have been a show President Obama could have attended.

Get it right or get out!

During the show, I was pissed off at all the hate. I understand people are just trying to be funny, but I wasn’t getting the entire world wide vibe of visceral hate pointed toward the entire production.

Again, demonic.

I hope people weren’t going off like they did on twitter in front of their kids.

I’m not holier than thou, but damn man some of that stuff was straight childish. It was like someone walking through a room with the entire audience screaming out criticisms before, cheering wildly and asking for pictures during, then straight hating with mad passion after they leave the room.

What is that?!?

Does it make you feel better about yourself? Are you better than these people? Do you understand the hard work they put in while you sit on your butt burping beer and Cheetos? Laughing at this and pointing at that like someone who just doesn’t know better under the age of 10.

So, the entire time I would try and sway the negative into positive to no avail.

The world was watching. CNN was interviewing Joe Jackson and others on the red carpet while BET was using the moment to reinforce every sick stereotype known to sick White and stupid ass Black man.

I do understand folks were frustrated there wasn’t a more MJ based tribute show, but it seemed the hate showed its face way before knowing what was going to be the case.

The Don Cornelius comments were specifically troubling. He’s 78 and the moment had to be hard for him. Let the man speak his piece despite age related difficulties because this might be his last shot. I’m sure many in the field are facing their mortality head on like it’s a hard and fast ticking clock ready to explode. He was there when Mike was developing into an icon and saw it all. I could have cared less if he took up the whole damn show because that’s somebody’s grand pop. What happened to respect? The man has contributed to our culture just as much as any artist alive or dead.

All of those performances before the show with cats rockin’ painted on jeans saggin’ below their ass was again, disgusting. What about that is right? How is that crap fashionable? I would say the same if it was women dressing similar.

Mizzo Jr. and Gaston. If you ever…

Here’s some of my comments on twitter:

“You know what, BET could b a great resource 4 all people if they learn 2 b independent of others. Let them do their thing and you do yours.

Is ths how U live yr lives day by day? Hatin’ on others? Do U realize the hard work they put in? U shld try it sometime. h8 is easy.”

“cn I ask a question? Is anyone gonna giv anybody props 2nite? 1 time? Is everyone a critic? cnt a brotha just enjoy the show? WTF man”

There are countless others. I guess when you walk the path you learn to appreciate the artists more for the travel. I’ve had so many people tell me no I’m used to it. Does it stop me? Hell no! I’m can’t stop won’t stop until my sun sets. I do want to make change and turn the tide of this  negative spell of kiddie journalism that says bad press is good press. That’s bull crap. Get some balls and get creative. Work hard. I ain’t nowhere near the goals I’ve set for myself, but I will get get there and I damn well know hate ain’t stopping me for one day, the haters will become cheerleaders in their right space and time.

You should read some of my emails…

Hate – Wale

57 Responses to “Even When Michael Jackson Dies, Hate Becomes the New Love?”

  1. Matthew Fudge says:

    “And furthermore….. Lil’ Wayne…… (keep in mind i’m gonna curse)……. WHAT IN THE FUCK IS YOUR FUCKING ASS THINKING ABOUT? Performing that song with the world watching? And then having the nerve to put pre-teen girls on stage? You have got to be outside your mind. This is what happens when there’s no one around an artist to say, “Na Man. Not like this. Not tonight.”

    Yet the world will come to an end if a Don Imus or Michael Richards shows their behind. Like I’ve been saying for the longest, no one will respect us if we don’t respect and check ourselves and each other. Obama getting elected doesn’t mean the race is over.

  2. Matthew Fudge says:

    Can’t wait to hear Paul Mooney’s take on what happened.

  3. sexycream21 says:

    innocent want proof heres your proof

    THERES A WOMEN THAT STAYED THE NIGHT AT NEVERLAND SHE SAID THE

    BOYS BEGGED TO SLEEP IN THE ROOM WITH HIM AFTER MAKING FALSE

    CLAIMS AGAINST MICHAEL THE SAME BOYS BEGGED AND PLEADED TO SLEEP

    IN MICHAEL’S ROOM WHEN HE WAS NOT THERE RIGHT AFTER SAYING THAT

    HE MOLESTED THEM I DONT KNOW ABOUT YALL BUT THAT DOESN’T SOUND

    RIGHT TO ME SHE EVEN WROTE THEM A LETTER SAYING THAT AFTER

    MICHAEL HELPED THEM AND BECAME FRIENDS THEY TURN RIGHT AROUND AND

    STABBED HIM IN THE BACK WITH LIES FOR MONEY AND I FOR ONE KNOW

    THAT ITS NOT MICHAEL’S FOUGHT IF THEY HAD BEEN POOR HE IS

    GENEROUS HE WOULD HAVE GAVE THEM MONEY BUT THE WAY THEY WENT TO

    GET GET IT WAS WRONG I WOULD NEVER TREAT A FRIEND LIKE THAT THOSE

    LIER’S Discuss Me

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BcXi3HHTIOY&feature=related

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    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3lVUvOLdg50&feature=related

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    http://mjjdreamworld.yuku.com/topic/629?page=2

    http://mjjdreamworld.yuku.com/topic/629?page=3

    listen to MJ he clearly says that he let them have the bed and

    slept on the floor and theres nothing wrong with that

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wQwY4ll1Kfc

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  4. neenee says:

    MJ WROTE THIS TO U HATERS LEST U CAN READ IT
    MOTHERFUCKERS!!! I DONT SEE HOW HE COULD CALL U
    HATIN ASS BITCHES DEAR IT MAKES ME SICK THAT
    HES SO NICE TO U HE WRITES:
    PLEASE READ IF YOU
    HAVE A HEART U WILL UNDERSTAND Dear people, I

    would like to ask you a question – the question

    WHY. Why is there so much poverty in the world?

    Why so many wars? Why so much torture and

    agony? And why must children die and innocent

    suffer? I don’t understand it. Do you

    understand it?
    I want to help. I want to make people happy,

    and may it be just for a moment. That is what

    gives my life a sense. Don’t you understand me?

    What did I do that you judge me? Are you really

    envious of me? You don’t have to. I wouldn’t

    wish you to be me…
    Maybe you just want me to confess my ‘guilt’:
    Yes, it is true, I do love children! But not

    the way you want it to be. I love them from the

    bottom of my heart. Because children don’t make

    wars. Children have never hurt me. It makes me

    happy to look in their shining eyes. Is it a

    crime wanting to be happy and want to make

    others happy? Many of them who visit me are

    going to die soon, of cancer or other terrible

    diseases. I won’t let you forbid me through

    your arrogance to give them just one happy day!
    Yes, it is true that I had plastic surgeries!

    Do you know what it feels like?! How often did

    I have to wake up in pain! How often I didn’t

    know what would expect me when I look into the

    mirror! How often did I cry when I did it!

    Don’t you see that I’m punishing myself for

    that I cannot cope with my face – and with

    myself! Why do you also punish me for it?

    Yes, it is true, once I was black! You get

    darker in the sun and get admired for that. But

    I am sick and you hit me for it. The sun you

    love so much can kill me. In former times I

    loved to be outside in the light, too, now I

    can nearly only go out at night. And you make

    your fun out of it. If I hadn’t become the

    Michael Jackson you know today, then I would

    also be like that: I would be a white black

    with curls and a thick niggernose for which

    everybody would tease me. Well, now you tease

    me because of my little nose. Maybe I would

    already be dead because I couldn’t protect

    myself so good as I can today. Would you prefer

    it when I was dead? Or when I had never

    existed? But then you wouldn’t have my music!

    Would you like to do without ‘Billie Jean’?! My

    music you love though, don’t you? Just not me.

    But I create the music to make you happy.
    You torture me with your disgraceful words.

    Words can sometimes hurt so much more than

    punchs. Often I sit in an edge and cry. I ask

    God for what I have to suffer, what a reason

    I’ve given you. Cause I never did harm to

    anyone. I am afraid of you ’cause you’ve hurt

    me so badly. And I don’t even defend myself. I

    simply hide behind my masks. Oh, how I hate

    these masks! Under them I can hardly breathe.

    But I have no choice, it’s the only way to

    protect myself. But you don’t like it when I

    protect myself. You’d prefer to kick a

    defenceless man in his face. but this favour I

    won’t do you. I don’t need to be ashamed for

    anything I’ve done. And as I can see at you,

    dear Unknown there are people who understand my

    message.
    My friends and me, we don’t go into the war

    with tanks. We come with sunflowers to all of

    you even though you laugh at us and snap our

    flowers off. Maybe you will understand not

    before not only the flowers but the whole sun

    goes out. With my music, with what I do I would

    like to bring a light into the world. But is it

    necessary that I kill myself until someone

    believes me? And until someone believes me that

    I just want to do good things and that I suffer

    from your hate? But then you would be outraged:

    “And the children?!” Particularly you would say

    that, you who would love the most to take my

    children away from me. You say they aren’t my

    children. You say I couldn’t educate them. How

    do you want to know this?! And is it important

    then what blood is flowing through their veins

    when I would die for them? Your jealousy and

    your hate make you blind for what love means.
    You don’t know me, nevertheless you have

    already judged me! You, those reporters who

    hammer me at the cross in the morning, you

    listen to my music in the evening! That is not

    fair! You are not interested in what you write

    if it just attracts readers and causes

    headlines. But my name is enough to attract the

    people. Why is it always necessary to denounce

    me? Why don’t you write something positive,

    there you wouldn’t have to search so long! Why

    do I have to be ‘Wacko Jacko’? Can’t you see

    that the only one I’m hurting is myself?! You

    hunt me like I was a piece of cattle. Isn’t

    there anybody who sees that I’m also a human

    being?! Where do you have your heart? Where do

    you have your mercy? Where do you have your

    love?
    If just one out of ten people who get this

    letter tries to understand me, already then my

    life is it worth being lived.

  5. Aaliyah Wood says:

    sadly, the King of Pop will never be coming back again, oh i missed Michale Jackson*`:

  6. Sean Kaur says:

    i can say that i miss jacko so much coz i am one of his die hard fans”*~

  7. i’ve come to think that Michael Jackson was our best pop artist, kanye west is nowhere near jacko-;-

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