16 January 2012

Tell me now, how do I feel?

Good news everyone - the most depressing day of the year has arrived!

Blue Monday is here, scientifically proven by a guy who works in a building to be the saddest day of 2012 (once December 21st and/or 22nd are excluded, depending on how many credit card bills you are planning on not paying this year).

What everybody needs of a morning like this is nice cheery positive aphorism, which for those of you in the Camden Street area has been supplied courtesy of street artist Maser (he who loves you). As part of the First Fortnight program that ran for the first two weeks of the month, "seeking to challenge mental health prejudice through creative arts", Maser was invited to contribute a piece and the Simon Community donated their wall for the project. The piece went up on Wednesday of last week, and while the First Fortnight program is now over for another year, hopefully Maser's words will be brightening up many a Blue Monday for weeks to come (and blue Tuesdays, and Blue Wednesdays etc, etc).

What pleases me most about today is that while January 16th is traditionally the most depressing day of the year for me, today everyone gets to share in the misery. And if misery loves company, today I am a Mormon fundamentalist.

Speaking of which, it occurred to me that since in America corporations have the same constitutional rights as people and are treated as citizens under the eyes of the law, Mitt Romeny's aggressive acquisition of companies and their subsequent gutting is a) staying true to his ancestral Mormon practices of polygamy and b) possible spousal abuse. But I digress...

On this, the most depressing day of the year, spare a thought for those of us who have just entered the twilight of their thirties. Winter is coming, my friends, our youth is disappearing over the horizon on a galloping steed, its place by my side being taken by a pale horseman with a fondness for garden implements and size -1 dresses. While there is still far more ahead of me than behind, I fear that much of it will involve incontinence, jazz and Inspector Morse, and the survivors, as they say, will envy the dead.

Happy Blue Monday to me,
Happy Blue Monday to me,
Happy Blue Monday Unkie Da-aaaave!
Happy Blue Monday to me.

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At 12:44 pm, Blogger lusciousblopster said...

happy blue monday to you indeed! U Are Alive and much the better the world (and I) am for it. yay for aliveness!


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