The Moment
9:27 PM July 7, 2009
You can debate about whether the media gave too much time to the death of Michael Jackson. You can argue about whether it was worth spending $4 million dollars in city money on the memorial.
But there's no denying the incredible emotion of the final 37 seconds of the tribute.
Jackson's 11-year-old daughter Paris stood up on that stage in front of thousands, with millions watching around the world.
She uttered a few simple words:
"I just wanted to say, ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father you can imagine. I just wanted to say I love him so much."
It was all she could say before she started to sob.
In that moment, Michael Jackson was no longer a pop star or an icon. He was no longer a performer. He wasn't a symbol of anything. He wasn't the creator of the soundtrack of anyone's youth.
In that moment, he was just a dad. He was just that little girl's Daddy. And he was gone. And it was very, very sad.
My colleague Asha Blake was sitting next to me on the KTLA set. She heard those words and she began to weep.
I understood completely.
That little girl reminded all parents that it doesn't really matter we what do for a living, or how we look at ourselves, or how others view us.
To our kids, we are Daddy and Mommy. And it seems trite to say it, but that really is the only job that has a great deal of lasting importance.
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El Guapo, you make a good point.
In the case of Michael Jackson, if you never attended a concert, never met him at a charity, or never met him on the street, he's still touched you in some way . . . perhaps a song on the radio, at a club, in an airport, at a picnic. Some of the people at his memorial could tell you the first Michael Jackson song they ever heard, the first time they saw him on the Ed Sullivan show, his first MTV video, their first Captain EO ride at Disneyland. In some way most of us feel a connection to his voice or image.
We may not feel that same connection to a service person unless we'd met them, attended school with them, lived in the same community or know their family. How many people know their neighbors anymore? Few, unless you live in a small community.
Posted by: jozielee | July 10, 2009 at 12:01 PM
Here's something to think about. Out of all those people there, how many of those people at Staples never met MJ? And how many of those people that never met MJ would attend a memorial for a someone who has served our country that they never met? Sad to think about.
Posted by: El Guapo | July 10, 2009 at 08:54 AM
Jozielee, as soon as I hit "post" I wanted to kick myself, for not adding John Mayer to that too. As soon as he started the lick to "Human Nature" I lost it.
I thought the entire memorial was done very well. I was afraid it would be a circus. Even my elderly mother said "I'm not going to watch that circus" and I came home and she was glued to the TV, crying and saying "I'm so glad I watched this". If she can change at her old age, then there is hope for others!
Posted by: Dan | July 09, 2009 at 07:27 AM
Those were great moments, Dan. I'd like to add John Mayer's guitar version of "Human Nature." I wasn't a Mayer fan until yesterday. Now I know why my daughters are gaga for Mayer.
Posted by: jozielee | July 08, 2009 at 08:44 PM
Thank you Eric. Three things in the Memorial Service really touched me.
My favorite moment was Jennifer Hudson "Will You Be There (Hold Me)" with the dancers who were to be in MJ's tour show. That's always been one of my favorite MJ songs. Who better to sing it, than Jennifer Hudson. One has to wonder how hard it must have been to get through those lyrics so soon after losing her mother, brother and family members.
Then the young man 12 years old from "Britain's Got Talent".
And of course little Paris. What more can be said?
Posted by: Dan | July 08, 2009 at 08:52 AM
In few words you said everything Eric, I don't need to said more. I like how MJ dance,sing and his performances, and I was watching what was goin on the whole week, but today, when Paris start crying my heart almost stop and I stared crying too. I saw the deep sad in her eyes and how alone she felt even when there were thousands of people. I'll said a pray for her and her brothers.
Posted by: angeles napoles | July 08, 2009 at 01:21 AM
So true. And considering how well the children represented him today, he took parenthood very seriously.
When Paris spoke I thought of her father, how he'd taken such pains to shield his children from the camera, from prying eyes. And how much he'd disapprove of them being thrust into the spotlight, yet, of all the dreams Michael Jackson realized, his children (whether they are biologically his or not) are the greatest treasures he's left behind. They are old enough to remember him and in years to come they'll continue to tell his story and continue to use the money from his empire to improve the lives of others. I mean to be in the Guinness Book of World Records for being the pop artist who's given the most to charity sets a precedence they are hardly likely to ignore.
Posted by: jozielee | July 08, 2009 at 01:21 AM