I personally think that the last thing that we, fans, lovers of Michael, should do is to laugh at Murray for finally being arrested for what he did. Yes, he was negligent, he didn’t do his job responsibly that a precious life had to be lost, but he didn’t want his death. He didn’t want all of this. He may have been irresponsible, but yes, just like what Deborah Kunesh of the Reflections on the Dance
has said, these events are just as painful to the family of Murray who had nothing to do with his decisions or actions as the death of Michael to us.
Learning more about Murray’s life story, I instantly felt sorry for him. When he was a kid, he had to walk barefoot to school because his family couldn’t afford to buy him shoes. Now, he loses his medical license that he worked hard for. I think just like Michael, he worked hard to achieve glory. And in a snap, it’s taken away from him.
No matter how much hate we throw upon him, it is not going to give us our Michael back. Gone is gone, and this stirs up mixed emotions in me. Bittersweet it is. Justice may have been served, we may have been given what we wanted, what we have always prayed for, and we couldn’t be any more thankful. But Michael is gone. It is all over; to others, it may not be yet.
The only consolation that I have right now is that Michael is now moonwalking in heaven, with God, the Judge of everything here on Earth, the King of Kings.
Rest in peace, sweet angel. :(