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Comparison between the two versions of Michael Jackson’s “Black or White” music video: the original version and the computer-altered racist graffiti version. Two of the four racial messages in this version of the short film are anti-black (Nigger Go Home (making reference to 666 by the G’s) and KKK Rules), one Anti-Mexican/foreigner (No More Wetbacks), and one anti-Jew/neo-Nazi (Hitler Lives with swastika {not shown in this shot})

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Influences from Fred Astaire’s The Band Wagon (1953) seen in Michael Jackson’s Smooth Criminal, Dangerous and You Rock My World.

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When the Jackson brothers performed in Vancouver, Canada in 1984, Michael was very quietly made an honorary member of the New Westminster Police Department. He then requested that he be filmed walking down the steps of the New West City Hall, surrounded by his fellow NWPD officers wearing his sunglasses. No one knows what he did with the footage, but this picture survived to this day.

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Happy 50th birthday, Michael Jordan !

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I’ve always wanted to be able to tell stories, you know, stories that came from my soul. I’d like to sit by a fire and tell people stories-make them see pictures, make them cry and laugh, take them anywhere emotionally with something as deceptively simple as words. I’d like to tell tales to move their souls and transform them. I’ve always wanted to be able to do that. Imagine how the great writers must feel, knowing they have that power. -Michael Jackson, Moonwalk

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Michael being shy requested by: Anonymous

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Michael loved things that sparkled, and in his imagination, nothing shone more vibrantly than a chest of buried treasure, dug up. For this very reason, his favorite character was Tinker Bell, who, with a wave of her wand, would send a trail of magic dust to dangle in midst.

“Bush, we’re going to have to sling some dust.” Michael would often say, pointing to a new piece that I thought was finished. On other occasions (and there were many of them) Michael would call me up, “Bush, where are you? I need you to bring me some dust.”

Which meant he wanted to see rhinestones.

Sometimes I’d drive 3 hrs to retrieve loose rhinestones straight from the factory, just because looking at them in that raw form pleased Michael to no end. Every time I opened the swatch of white felt that encased the rhinestones, he’s gasp. The presentation literally took him aback. Then he’d take them from me and delicately move them around with his fingertips and whisper, “Bush, look. Look at how shiny. Look!” He was like an awestruck kid, and I couldn’t help realizing that while I had been working with rhinestones all my life, I had never appreciated them the way he did in that moment. Still whispering, he’d continued, “Can you imagine being a pirate opening a treasure chest? And seeing all the glitter inside? What a fascinating life, to be a pirate like that.”

For Michael, slinging dust never got old. This appreciating for detail and for the things in life so often taken for granted was a part of his magic. He had magic, because he truly believed in it – fairy dust and all.

- Michael Bush