In a move that should be profoundly chastening to the current management of the Village Voice (The what? Precisely.), the paper has loaded up its archive of significant articles on Michael Jackson. It’s a humbling reminder of a time, not long distant but gone forever, when the Voice led the American conversation on just about every significant issue, pop trend, cultural debate or lurid sideshow. Our intrepid researcher found this because I was looking for the Stanley Crouch article. But there’s Christgau, Greg Tate, Guy Trebay… well, for a long time right into the ’90s, Thursdays were really important to me because there were a few places in Montreal where I could get my hands on the Voice.