I don't think so, do you?
I remember were I was when Kennedy was assassinated, when Churchill died; when Armstrong landed on the moon, when Nixon resigned; when Mandela walked out of prison; when Thatcher called it a day; when Diana died; and even when the Queen Mother passed away. I can even remember where I was when Blair had his Clause 4 moment. It was his finest hour.
But to describe Michael Jackson's death as one of those ‘where were you moments’ is going a bit far. All he did was sing and many other unsavoury crimes and misdemeanours besides.
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