OMG! Michael Jackson, pop hero of my youth, and the quite possibly the strangest American in the ENTIRE history of our nation has just been rushed to the hospital and is now DEAD.

Michael Jackson has a slew of shows lined up for this summer that I don't think he will be making. The singer was an even 50-years-old.

Whatever will we do without Michael Jackson to make fun of? I don't know what will happen to the general pop culture of the US now that we have lost  perhaps our greatest pop icon in history. While the children around him (if any children are even allowed around him any more) might be safer, I'm sure the rest of the world will miss him greatly.

For years, I have waited for his latest music to come out, looked religiously on his publicity photos for signs that he is indeed really his sister Latoya, and marvelled at the continued allegations at his strange playhouse of a home.

I have no idea what is happening in the world. First, Ed McMahon, then Farrah Fawcett and now this!