Ashes to Ashes, Crazy to Crazy

A crazy father (of some inexplicable sort) has passed. RIP Michael Jackson.

He was the son crazed by his father, Joe. And he was the father who seemed well on the way to crazying his own two boys and a girl. Now, in the final words of Ecclesiastes 3 ("To everything there is a season ...") comes the time to stop trying to understand his transgressions and oddities and remember his talents:

...Who knoweth the spirit of man that goeth upward, and the spirit of the beast that goeth downward to the earth?/Wherefore I perceive that there is nothing better, than that a man should rejoice in his own works; for that is his portion: for who shall bring him to see what shall be after him?