January 8 would have been Elvis Presley's 75th birthday. Once again demonstrating my belief that people have a tendency to overvalue what they lose, Elvis' death at the age of 42, when he was already a has-been, may not have been a good move for the man, but it was the best thing that could ever have happened to his myth.
Try to imagine what people might be saying, if anything, about Marilyn Monroe if she were still living, and had not done herself in at the already ripe age of 36. She would be 84 in June. If that is too much of a stretch for you, if you are still around for what would have been Michael Jackson's 75th birthday in 2033 you would have to have a heart of stone, not to mention stone deaf, not to wish he were still alive, old and comparatively forgotten. After all, a living dog is better off than a dead lion - or a dead redneck, a dead sex symbol, or a dead king of pop.
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