In the Warner Bros. cartoon "I Love to Singa", little "Owl Jolson" wants nothing more than to be a jazz singer. His father, a classical musician, cannot bear the thought, and for him enough is not just enough, but it "ees too much"! Until it isn't. Because eventually, of course, Dad comes around, and much jazz music is made by all.
In a world of both deprivation and excess, this is an attempt to figure out just what, exactly, is "enough".
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
"What Kind of Fool Am I?"
From
Devo to Jackson Browne, the theme of blissful ignorance winds on. But there’s a
difference. Devo’s “Mongoloid” is happy with his hat and his
job. There’s no thought of what it’s all for. Jackson Browne’s “Pretender”
is more like me. He has to decide to
be dumb, and the dumbness he’s looking for is what Winston Smith had to find in
1984, an ability to let the cheap
substitutes provided by society make up for the lack of freedom and love.
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Dumb Enough
I wish I were dumb – just smart enough to survive and enjoy
life. Not so smart that I’m always thinking, thinking, thinking. Enough
thinking! My mind can’t stay in one place. It is constantly making connections.
For example, when I had this thought, suddenly Devo’s song “Mongoloid” started
playing in my head:
Mongoloid he was a mongoloid
And it determined what he could see
Mongoloid
he was a mongoloid
Happier
than you and meMongoloid he was a mongoloid
And it determined what he could see
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Working Up To My Potential
The ottoman is covered in cat hair. So is the rug. So is the couch underneath the sleeping (snoring) culprit. She sleeps in various places around the house to spread the hair around. I can never brush her enough; there is always more loose fur and dandruff (yuck!) I can never vacuum enough.
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