![]() The 33-year-old had recently signed the most lucrative contract in recording history, worth hundreds of millions, giving him his own label and the highest royalty rate in the industry. Safe enough to be Captain EO at Disneyland, hood-certified enough to throw up the set with the Crips. In Gabon, 100,000 greeted him with signs reading “Welcome Home, Michael.” His universal popularity was on par with pizza and the polio vaccine. This was right around the time when they named him an official king of the Ivory Coast. No one ever had more juice than Jackson did at the time, and it’s difficult to imagine that anyone ever will again. The $4 million, 11-minute unedited telecast of “Black or White” ranks among the Smithsonian-worthy artifacts of ’90s pop monoculture-up there with Nirvana trashing their instruments at the ’92 VMAs, the premiere of “Summertime” after The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, and Hillary Clinton hitting the Macarena at the ’96 DNC.
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