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Black holes and revelations

Scientists have been stumped by black holes since they've been discovered, but not because of their apparent complexity, rather, by their simplistic nature. Black holes don't roam the galaxies searching for food and destruction, and in fact, are quite harmless even from a distance of a few thousand kilometers. But what would one see if sucked past the point of no return? Would we be enveloped by blackness? No. The actuality of it, according to the experts, is that we'd see the most spectacular Disneyland Electric Parade of all time, that is, of course, if our binocular vision could piece it together for us. Due to gravitational forces and the shifting of space and time, we'd actually need a third eye, located somewhere around our mid-section, in order to fully see the spectacle. Yet, we'd have to survice the "spaghetification" that gravity would inflict upon our bodies, which, in my mind, doesn't appear to be pleasant.

The King of snap, crackle, pop

Once a King, a growing legend, and the true America idol, Michael Jackson has finally gone the way of the buffalo. His early life was reputable and promising, but that was short-lived, it seems. He disgraced his blackness and made himself ugly. Forgone were his hotness, his sexy color, his cool and bold attitude. He ushered in awkwardness and became a freakshow. Just like the cereal Rice Crispies, after sitting in the milk too long, they don't go "snap, crackle" or even "pop" anymore; they simply get soggy and flavorless. Get over it you left-winged media, he's dead and gone.