Usually, when a celebrity dies, there’s a rush of attention that inflates career and reputation, temporarily but powerfully. With Michael Jackson, who died this afternoon in Los Angeles at fifty, that’s impossible. The life he lived was so outsized, and he was in the spotlight so long, that in this case death will do in our minds what it does in fact: it will diminish him. There will be an outpouring of sorrow, of course, but the sorrow has been pouring out for years, ever since Jackson went from being America’s (and then the world’s) favorite nonthreatening pop icon to a troubled man with legal, financial, and medical troubles to, finally, a troubling man.
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