Say what you will, and I'll likely agree, the man had serious, serious issues. But on a Hallowe'en blog, especially one belonging to a guy who grew up in the 70's and 80's, the passing of the guy who gave us Thriller cannot go by without a nod and a prayer for peace.
Thriller made zombies cool to people who couldn't have cared less about zombies before the 14 minute mini-epic hit MTV, and exposed the shambling, groveling, dead to a far greater audience in a far shorter time span than even the greatness of Romero's two (at the time) masterworks.
We horror lovers had always known and loved zombies, but Thriller made them cool and funky to everybody.
Thriller was Hallowe'en all year; it was timeless, one of a kind, and a pure monster lover's delight.
In another life, Mr. Jackson.
Maybe God'll help you figure things out a little better now.