Theresa was having her breakfast this morning when we turned on the TV, to be greeted by: “Breaking News – Michael Jackson Jury Reached Verdict”. Our busy morning routines meant we couldn’t continue watching the TV, but even the radio had live cross-overs, so when I heard, I rushed from the kitchen into the bedroom to let Theresa know, but she has heard it on the radio clock. No, she couldn’t believe it either. I wonder what the majority of Americans thought of the verdict. I know many Aussies found it incredible that he was ruled innocent of every single one of the charges, especially the minor (pardon the unintended puns) ones. Talkback radio programs have been enjoying a bumper crop recently. Certainly, news that Whacko Jacko has been declared innocent by “12 of his peers” was rich fodder for radio hosts. Just as in the Corby case of several weeks ago, MJ’s walk has attracted calls expressing disbelief and opinions of a legal system gone wrong. When I sat down with our daughter Elysia about an hour later, I told her the verdict. She just sat there without any form of reaction. I guess that highlights the difference in age between us. MJ appealed to us who started buying records in the late 70’s through to the 90’s. She would probably get into popular music starting about now. To her, MJ music was mom and dad’s music. When I look at my own photos with the obviously receding hairlines, I appreciate how old “dad’s music” must seem to her. Perhaps it merely reflects her tastes but when we introduced her to other stars of days passed such as the Carpenters or the Bee Gees, she was more receptive. She used to play one of our Carpenters’ CD over and over again in her room. MJ’s CDs however have been largely left unused, unexplored. So, I guess his acquittal means little to her. As would his guilt.