Out of the Mouths of Babes

I have nothing further to add to the exhaustive analysis surrounding the self-proclaimed "King of Pop" and have no desire to provide my own unique angle to it. I do, however, have an amusing anecdote to share.

I called my mother last night to catch up on the family news and, as one might expect, the topic turned to the death of Michael Jackson. She mentioned something I had said as a little boy that at the time I was too young to remember. Apparently, at the age of two, I asked her whether Michael Jackson was a boy or a girl. The jury may still be out on that subject. Perhaps we will discover the answer for sure now that the star in question has died.