As noted on Cila Warncke, I’m going to be blogging a quote every day for the next year. Some here, some there.
“All of [Johnny Carson’s] guests tried to be funny, put on a happy face, not come unglued, be like Gene Kelly and go singing in the rain even during a big downpour. If I did that I’d get pneumonia” — Bob Dylan, Chronicles Volume One
Bob isn’t just speaking metaphorically. Look at Britain and America, and all the things you can buy to stay fit and sane. Probiotics, prebiotics, antibiotics, anti-bacterials, anti-virals, vitamins, minerals, iron supplements, protein powder, hormone replacements, anti-depressants, anti-psychotics, antihistamines, nasal spray, ear drops, sleeping pills, essential oils. The list goes on forever. You’d think with all these expensive potions we’d be the healthiest, happiest people on earth. If they work, we should be walking around radiating vitality and contentment. But we’re not. We tear through the day, sneezing into balsam-infused tissues, gobbling vitamin C tablets, sick and miserable.
If we don’t want to get pneumonia, we should get the hell inside when it rains. Stop singing. Stop pretending everything is okay if it isn’t. Stop trying to be perfect. Stop letting other people tell us how to feel.
“I’m try my best to be just like I am
But everybody wants me to be just like them
They say ‘sing while you slave’ but I just get bored
I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more” — Boby Dylan, Maggie’s Farm