Today, as I descended into the stuffy confines of the Metro, I reflected on the loss of two icons yesterday: Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson. As I stood there, waiting for the train to arrive, I saw three women speaking with each other, and I envisioned them striking their best Charlie’s Angels pose. I imagined myself leading a procession of people to an impromptu performance of Thriller. And I sighed in appreciation for the contributions made by such fabulous entertainers. Below, some of my favorite Michael Jackson videos—videos that inspired my 10-year old self to grab her crotch in front of a mother gaping in shock.
Rest in peace, y’all.