Sometimes my mind simmers with proverbs or aphorisms. “Eat, drink and be merry for tomorrow you may die.” “The test of courage comes when we are in the minority; while the test of tolerance comes when we are in the majority.” Hardly a day goes by when one or more of these pithy sayings does not assume authority over my daily life.
On other days, I am more guided by messages embedded in some song. For instance, the idea of “Tradition” is a theme in the musical “Fiddler on the Roof.”
Who, day and night, must scramble for a living,
Feed a wife and children, say his daily prayers?
And who has the right, as master of the house,
To have the final word at home?
The Papa, the Papa! Tradition.
The Papa, the Papa! Tradition.
My blog this week is simply a mélange or medley of some of the songs that give me inspiration. Messages that without being invited often invade my life. There is no particular order or priority to the songs in this blog. I don’t know why or how these musical pieces pop up; but suddenly, some extraneous words, activities or events trigger them. Before I know it, I am humming a refrain in my mind. (If you care to hear the songs noted below, just click on the title which is hyperlinked.
All I’m askin’ is for a little respect when you come home
(Just a little bit) Baby
(Just a little bit) When you get home
(Just a little bit) Yeah
(Just a little bit)
Isn’t this something we all want? Just a little respect! Sometimes it seems so hard to find these days. The idea of a “Righteous Person” or a Mensch does not seem to resonate with modern society.
The time is now on everything
Took my heart away from money, I ain’t interested in fame
And I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless, it’s something that’s in your veins
What is ambition? When is it good and when does it corrupt our lives? The Greeks had the concept of the “Golden Mean” and it certainly should guide our ambition or we become totally corrupted.
We’ve surely got trouble (we’ve surely got trouble)
Right here in River City (right here)
Remember the Maine, Plymouth Rock and the Golden Rule
(Our children’s children gonna have trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble)
A cute song but it reminds me constantly of the need to be on the lookout for politicians that use hyperbole to sow fear in the polis so that they can reap their rewards.
Well, I’ll keep on dreamin’
Keep right on dreamin’
Dreamin’ ’til my dreamin’ comes true
My entire life often seems like one big dream. Dreaming is more of a process for me than an end state. I like to think that I am a Realist but more often I am an idealist. I dream of a world defined by the words of Martin Luther King.
“I have a dream that one day down in Alabama with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, one day right down in Alabama little Black boys and Black girls will be able to join hands with little White boys and White girls as sisters and brothers. I have a dream today.”
The snow may never slush upon the hillside
By nine p.m. the moonlight must appear
In short, there’s simply not a more congenial spot
For happily ever after in than here in Camelot
Is there a place on this earth where peace and justice reign? Where I can live happily ever after. Where there is no fear or evil. I am still looking for this place. It exists in my mind. If only I could find its physical manifestation.
Lonely Teardrops: Jackie Wilson
My Heart Is cryin’, cryin’
Lonely Teardrops
My pillows never dry of
Lonely Teardrops
Who among you has not felt the pain of loneliness? James Bond said that “Boredom” was the worst curse of all. I disagree. Loneliness is the worst curse of all. No physical pain is as great as the heart ache of loneliness. No man or woman wants to do battle with loneliness. Sadly, it must come to all of us someday.
I can’t get no satisfaction
I can’t get no satisfaction
‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
I can’t get no, I can’t get no satisfaction
Sounds like a whine! But we all have those days when nothing seems to go right. We call our insurance companies, or we call our bank, or we call our hospital and we “Can’t get no satisfaction.” I often wonder if anyone really cares about our satisfaction.
Ah gits weary
An’ sick of tryin’;
Ah’m tired of livin’
An’ skeered of dyin’,
But Ol’ Man River,
He jes’ keeps rollin’ along!
I’m sitting on the bank of the Mississippi watching the river flow or I’m watching the tide roll in on the “Dock of the Bay.” I am sick of tryin and I am sick of livin. Suddenly, every problem I have just melts away. My problems are mostly in my mind. The river doesn’t care. The ocean doesn’t care. The river rolls. The tide comes in. Life goes on.
Well, that’s all folks! I have dozens, maybe hundreds of other refrains. Many of them will remain hidden until suddenly the right chord is struck, and I will be humming them in my mind.
So long, farewell
Auf Wiederseh’n, goodbye
I leave, and heave
A sigh and say goodbye
Goodbye







This theory says that happiness is dependent on other things happening in your life. You must have these other things going on or you will not be happy. If you have a good family, or good job or you have meaningful work, you will be happy. Contingency is like a correlation in statistics. The process of having a good family correlates with happiness but having a good family does not make you happy. Some things have a higher correlation with happiness than other things. Some people believe that having less things is more conducive to happiness than owning a bunch of things.
This could also be called the “Cause and Effect” theory of happiness. This theory says that certain things or activities will lead to the outcome of happiness. For instance, becoming an Olympic Gold Medalist may lead an athlete to happiness.
You will always be happy in proportion to how happy others are around us. If I have a great deal of money but my friends have more, I will be unhappy. However, if I have a bigger office than anybody else in the company, I will be happier than they are. The state of being happy will always be relative or in comparison to some other standard that I mark my happiness by.
This theory views happiness as something that has no limits. The sky is the limit. Extraordinary happiness awaits anyone willing to go for it. Every day will bring more and more happiness if you only believe it is possible.
