The Just Best | by Mayuto Correa



Michael Jackson: Best Free Style Dancer – By Mayuto Correa

The multitalented entertainer can be named great in several areas, if a careful categorization is made considering his vast contribution as a pop star. For that, is necessary to include his talent as a singer: perfect intonation, great emotional delivering, taste; as a composer: originality, musical magnificence, dynamic; as a lyricist: point of view, social dept, poetic dept, brilliant imagism through words; as a video producer: genius, brilliant imagism, intensity; as a free style dancer: creator of a style, perfect timing, the most expressive, the most intense, the most creative, the most narrative, the most graceful, the most elegant, the most brilliant, the very best.

Michael Jackson is the best example I know of a disdain victim. That predicament is consistent with being a multitalented genius: shy, secluded and unpredictable. Disdain is a common behavior caused by a mental condition precipitated by envy, discrimination or unprovoked hate and these sentiments are caused by an internal conflict which is caused by a combination of inferiority complex and delusional arrogance. The amount of these ingredients determines the intensity of the behavior, disdain. Due to human degeneration, the majority of individuals on Earth carry the causing elements of disdain.

That syndrome and others, when concentrated in a homogenized group, such as a fan club or celebrity admirers, disseminate, subliminally, through empathy and turns the group into a powerful driving force with implacable effects, positives and negatives. In Michael Jackson’s case, his intense power on stage was a subliminal threat to human insecurities, creating a love and hate relationship, common to idols who, in the end, die lonely.

Michael Jackson was a bigger than life star with a life style based on seclusion and privacy, leaving a lot to be filled by public Imagination. His total dedication to art was his power, his talent was his weapon and the stage was his strategic battleground. There, he was invincible against anyone who dared to challenge him. Though he knew that his power on stage was invulnerable to any threat – his equalizer; vindicator; life support; his dream-come-true reality – he also knew that, offstage, he was consumed by his stardom and had no real life. His life became a dream, and it was the only life he felt like living.

Offstage, all he wanted to do was sleep to avoid actuality because his world was the pure real world but that world had yielded to another one, full of impurities. To others, his world was utopia; he was in control of his elements, but purity was no longer expect to exist, instead, he was called pervert. He was immune to mediocrity and degeneration was his hell on Earth. He was a cultivator of goodness but what people saw in his “garden” was evil. He saw himself as being good and being condemned by an evil mob who thought they were good.

During the times his name was in the “mud,” people asked my opinion about him. I always said he was a great person. Sometimes I was criticized for thinking he was a great person. When he died and everyone, figuratively, switched back to his side, I was already there and I said “hypocrisy time” has come and I added, “this is the reason I only went to 3 funerals in my entire life: funerals are filled with people ready to compliment the dead – I always do that when they are alive.”

The teenager I recorded for in the mead 1970s was already a giant in talent and popularity. That was the life size Michael Jackson and the one I sometimes remember and fantasize with visualizations of him living a different life through a different path, perhaps the same path he could have taken if he had the chance to make his own decisions, earlier.

Only God knows how he would be, but with a stretch of imagination we can visualize, with reasonable accuracy, a life of a multitalented genius with a firm sense of integrity, who loved animals, children, nature, peace, life and human rights. Without all disturbing elements, such as love and hate from the fans, press and almost everyone else; without all lawsuits and false accusations of wrong doing; without he being unable to create his own family the way everyone else does; without having to choose to sleep to avoid coping with his life offstage.

That Michael Jackson would be without troubles and conflicts. Now that we have an imaginary Michael Jackson, let’s see how, really, would be his life. He would be great to his beautiful children Prince, Paris and Prince Michael II, just the way he proved to be; he would be owner of a conglomerate of corporations in the size of Sony and Disneyland; he would be one of the most powerful icons in America and he, still, would be The King of Pop, the best free style dancer in the world, a great singer, great composer, great producer and everything he was.

Then I would ask:: is there possible to exist a person like that? We know that there is no person like that anywhere in the world. Then, we can conclude that it becomes almost impossible for super multitalented individuals to get to the very top because they are idolized and, from then on, the love and hate syndrome starts to bring them down. It happened with almost every idol. The best part of my Jackson’s analogy is that, according to it, Michael would be alive today.

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  • Admin comment by Mayuto Correa · April 17, 2010 at 8:56 pm

    Thank you for your comment!
    Mayuto Correa

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  • Admin comment by Mayuto Correa · May 3, 2010 at 11:37 am

    Thank you for your comment. Mayuto Correa

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