Look For The Resurrection Of The Pop King

It seems there is some uncertainty about the location of Michael Jackson's body. Lest you believe I am inventing things, permit me to direct you to this story, or this blog post (one of many possible examples).

Adding to the alleged mysteries around the pop icon's death and the whereabouts of his body is Louis Farrakhan's two-hour lecture given this past Sunday in which he suggests Mr. Jackson was crucified.

The Final Call published (of course) a report on "The Crucifixion of Michael Jackson," the apparent title of Mr. Farrakhan's lecture; there we read the following:

“Why would we, as intelligent believing people, put Michael Jackson in the same kind of trauma, dilemma, torture and scourging as the man Jesus?” the Minister asked early in his lecture.

“They mocked Jesus. When they crucified him, they had at the top of the cross, ‘Jesus, King of the Jews.' Michael, also a king was crucified, the so-called king of pop. I see Michael much deeper than those who have talked about him,” said Min. Farrakhan.…

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But his [Jackson's] thinking was Black-oriented and lyrics in songs reflected his changing mind, said Min. Farrakhan. “Michael, then, was on his way to the cross because Michael had touched the hearts of people all over the world. Michael touched every race, every culture, every ethnic group, every tribe—there was nothing Michael hadn't touched,” said the Minister. “And now he's becoming Dangerous? Dangerous to who? To those who want to keep you ignorant to who you are so they can continue to use us as tools and slaves. It's not about hate. This is not about anti-Semitism. It's about showing who is anti-Black.”

I will not comment on Mr. Farrakhan's eulogy here, at least not now. I will simply state that if Mr. Jackson was crucified and his body is now missing, I would not be surprised to learn that the King of Pop has risen from the grave. At least, that's how the story ended when that other king was crucified. Why should things be any different now?

The gods do strange things, indeed.