A little late but it took me this long to track down: Steve Dallas channels the King of Pop. Thanks Adam G for scanning this from his extensive Bloom County collection and sending it. Click for full size.
A little context: Steve is a frat-boy lawyer, a Republican, not straight-laced but not someone you think of as a dancer. This strip exactly carries the power of Michael Jackson to cross cultural barriers. It also gets at some of the sadness of white culture: that you can only dance and express yourself in secret, and if you get caught, it’s cause for shame. A lot of my musician friends and other creatives need to bludgeon their shame reflexes into submission with drugs and alcohol. We’d be happier and healthier if we could feel free to get our Billie Jean on without inhibition.