When someone says “hey, we are going to broadcast a live Michael Jackson seance on TV,” you assume that it is going to be hilarious and ridiculous. What else could it be? Serious and important? No. But OMG, the reality of SkyOne’s live Michael Jackson seance is so much more hilarious and ridiculous than you ever could have possibly imagined even if you spent 14,000 years locked away in the highest turret of King Friday’s castle trying. I’m pretty sure we could vanquish the Great Nothing on the back of Falcor and still our power of imagination would not be strong enough to imagine this. There is no purple crayon, Harold.
Uhhhhhhhhnbelievable. 2009, you guys. Let’s make sure to check in with that guy after the break and make sure he is OK? I promise you, hosts, that he is not OK. Ever.
Do you remember the movie Kids? Do you remember how at the end of the movie Kids, after everyone has already gotten AIDS and gotten raped and done a bunch of drugs and smelled their fingers and ignored the man on the subway with no legs and slapped their dick between their legs at the West Village swimming pool and beaten a man to death with skateboards in Washington Square Park, when Casper wakes up hungover and still high on someone else’s couch with blood on his knuckles and puke on his Independent t-shirt and AIDS on his genitals and a Dorian Gray’s worth of sins and regrets on his (non-existent) conscience, and he looks around and asks “what happened?” to no one in particular? That is how this video should make us all feel. (Via Warming Glow.)