Have you noticed, ‘The more things change, the more they stay the same.’ And yet, the more things stay the same, the more they change.
We are creatures of habit. We love familiarity. Then there’s that guy on the subway who is always trying to squeeze into a seat next to an attractive woman. I’d say that’s trying to get a bit too familiar. But, I’m talking about the kind of familiar regarding things we’ve come to expect. Things happening in their own appointed time, yet with unwanted progress.
Sure, we say we want to make progress, and yes we do want to make progress… just not at the expense of our comfort zone. Were comfortable with the idea of familiarity. Sometimes, there’s something cozy about having regular patterns.
Take for instance: Holidays always occurring at the same time every year. Baseball’s arrival to assure us winter will end. Football season ushering in autumn and the holidays, and basketball and hockey season to remind us to avoid going outside, or we’ll freeze our tuchus off.
Then there’s the blockbuster movies in summer, Oscar worthy films in the fall, and holiday movies that bring families together for winter. We left spring to the movie studios, so they wouldn’t go bust. Scraping a few bucks together from their box-office bombs by way of the poor saps with money to burn.
You’ll note, that cooperate America and Congress have not let Hollywood fail—OR THE BANKS!
Now granted, we’re not comfortable with hurricane season, fire season, and the political season—Particularly political season… all those politicians, telling us how good they’ve been all year with their lame campaign ads. HEY—WE’ll TELL SANTA!—but we’ve come to accept, bad things happen to good people.
But, despite all this familiar sameness, some have sought to distort the familiar…with progress.
For example: Christmas and Halloween now start… on the Fourth of July! Baseball used to end in early Fall, but now the World Series ends in time for Thanksgiving! And Basketball and hockey still run concurrent—ending in July, and starting again in August!
Blockbuster movies still arrive in summer, but summer is shorter—late May till the Fourth of July! The Fall release of Oscar worthy films (all two weeks) get a second Fall release—in late January, just in time for the Academy Awards! And corporate America and Congress are still burning through our money.
Well, some things never change. Our tax dollars at work—FOR THEM!
Hurricane season no longer see’s hurricanes named after women. But, we’ve never doubted men can be crazy too! Mother Nature is no longer the only one with a fire season, now arsonist have gone and extended it! And political season; well politicians still feel we the voter can’t get enough of a bad thing…
So, now they’re bashing each other all year round—AND AT OUR EXPENSE!
So you see; The more things stay the same, the more they change—like me, now I’m adding even more exclamation points!!!
So true – but what is that guy doing trying to sit on a fire pit?
I was going to say he’s seeking warmer buns? However, after reflecting on the photo, I’m going to go with a possible methane explosion. 😀
I thought you were supposed to be funny? Dude… this is some serious stuff! Sadly.
I have apparently acted on some very poor advise—so called American comedy writers, who only tested my material on unsuspecting mental patients. Obviously, I should have sought out experienced Canadian comedians with time tested material used on the remote Inuit people, so as to make sure the desired laughs were achieved. I can only offer you my sincere apologies in fluid American, Dale, as I am still working on my Canadian.
😉 nah…you’re doing fine! This was a great post!
Yay, thanks Dale! I get to keep my Canadian passport! Well that, and some big trophy I took home with me the last time I was up there. I think you folks call it The Grey Cup. It says something on the side, I can just make it out…”Property of the Calgary Stampeders.” Ah, I figured you guys probably had plenty of those things, and I needed something to drink out of at the time. 😀
Bah…you wretched man…
Love it. Your next assignment, should you decide to accept it: Why have women’s clothing sizes changed over the past several decades (say, since WW2). I would find your perspective…interesting.
Even now, my lowly placed industrial spies (I couldn’t afford the highly placed industrial spies, they wanted union scale) tell me that the designers of clothes for woman, are the same designers who design and make sports uniforms. This would explain why they keep making multiple jerseys for the same team—in an array of sizes. This could be a case of clothing lines hoping to cash in on vanity clothing sizes! Clothing designers seeking even greater profits? I know, it’s hard to believe. I’ll keep trying to get to the bottom of this as we want the truth. I know what your thinking, I may have to crack loose with more money for the highly placed industrial spies, instead of the cheaper lowly placed industrial ones. 😀
Perfect! I think is (seriously) has something to do with my gender’s vanity of wanting to be smaller. Gag.
Currently, I could stand to lose a few pounds as well. Oh the vanity! Oh wait, I think that goes, “Oh the humanity!” 😀
Our perception of time relative to seasons is so screwed now for all those reasons above. Christmas started around Labor Day. Baseball will end in November. Movie schedules are indeed divided into blockbuster season and awards season…and each is compressed. I’m pretty sure politicians never stop campaigning and always have an election ahead of them. I suspect the Super Bowl will be in March soon.
Only a matter of time, Bruce, only a matter of time. 😀
Yes I was surprised a serious post, I like it! 🙂 you keep us guessing!
My followers deserve the unexpected, and the best. Hopefully I’ll do. 😀
Thank you Lynz! Yet, another satisfied customer! 😀
ha ha ha for sure:)
I was just asking if the World Series was before or after Thanksgiving…..everything does run together. And why are we listening to stuff for next year’s election already?
Absolutely! Wait, maybe we should sue! :@)
Can we? Do you know a FREE lawyer? (or do you also practice this without a license?)
We’ll probably have to get a lawyer… I’m only an ambulance chaser. 😀
I see the common theme here seems to be everything at our expense. Good thing exclamations points are free. We can afford to be generous with them!!!!!!
Hey Jay, your right! I forgot all about that! It truly is a great way to take out our frustrations, and to think it’s all for free!!! 😀
It’s true. I went to buy Halloween candy today, and the shelves were crammed with Christmas decorations.
When I asked the clerk where the candy was, she said, “Halloween? That was SO last week.”
“But Halloween’s this week,” I said.
Apparently, she was on Retail Time, whereas I was in real life. So now all I’ve got to hand out are candy canes and wreath cookies, and my car’s probably going to get egged.
Allen, you may have just described a possible sequel to The Nightmare before Christmas. 😀
Hey, good idea! And I can release a third installment called “The Nightmare During Christmas,” in which I visit relatives and field questions on why I’m such a failure at life.
So, you want that Tony Robbins mantel, huh? Start with family and work your way up? Ambitious, I think I need to try that! 😀
Either that, or I can drown my sorrows in seven or eight eggnogs. Merry Christmas, indeed.
So your the guy! That guy that goes around decorating store’s for Xmas, months before December even arrives. 😀
Yes, I confess — I’ve been found out. It’s a clandestine operation that requires stealth. You have to wait until the shoppers aren’t looking before you make your move. At one glance they’ll see Halloween pumpkins and candy. When they turn back back around, Christmas stockings and colorful ornaments will have taken their place, as if by magic (or the hard work of an underpaid retail worker).
But their true moment of wide-eyed bewilderment occurs when I secretly switch the PA music from smooth ’70s to an endless loop of Gene Autry’s “Here Comes Santa Claus.”
Yes, underpaid retail workers are the most misunderstood laborers working in the field of magical holiday display changes today. But, your quite right, those endless loops of Gene Autry singing “Here Comes Santa Claus.” have always left me roaming aimlessly about the in ladies fashion section, while I’m still humming, Jim Croce’s “Time in a Bottle.” That, and my wife spending hours in the changing rooms. This leaves me to be studied quizzically by no less than dozens of wide-eyed women who look as bewildered as I do, that Jim Croce vanished in favor of Gene Autry. I dare say…men envy me. 😀
I don’t quite understand the photo of the guy squatting over the fire… is he farting to make a bigger fire? If so, than that makes sense- the more things stay the same. Dudes and their gassy amusement.
Admittedly, sometimes we talk out of our … 😀
I live in England and it’s much the same here. Our local garden centre decorates for Christmas on the August bank holiday weekend. August!!! (Do love an exclamation mark!) I hadn’t even had my Summer holiday at that point!
LOL I know what you mean. It feels like the powers that be have homogenized the seasons. Not that I don’t love Christmas mind you, I do, but every season has its place, and currently it’s Halloween—I think. 😀
Tell me this: Is it Duck Season or Wabbit Season?
Scott, curwentwee, it is waskkaly wabbit season. Of cwourse when it’s not waskkaly wabbit season, it’s Stuuper Duck season. That’s when things get willwee weird and Daffy, as Daffy tinks dat season last all year wound! 😀
Words of wisdom indeed…and is that one man above the fire pit a liar (liar, pants on…) Cheers, Johanna
Hahaha…the last line says it all! It is all messed-up world!
Your right about that, Alok. It’s like we don’t know when to leave well enough alone.
Excellent and all to accurate observations. I especially like the references to the holidays…and we keep wondering where did the time go.
Yep, the good old days, I miss them. How are your eyes, Stephanae?
Doing great Paul, thank you for asking. It feels so good to be able to see my computer screen once again. I’m going to be doing an updated post (hopefully today) on the experience.
I’m glad. :O)
Hey Paul, btw whadya do for Halloween? Any scary pranks or anything?
Oh I gave up slashing tires a couple of year ago. My wife said I was costing us a fortune in tires at Michelin, so much so, that I’m on a first name basis there now. That, and I never branched out to doing it beyond our own garage. So, my career as a hoodlum is at an end. These day’s I can be found holding a flashlight while standing on the sidewalk in the middle of the dark on Halloween night. There was a short time there, where I was teaching my children the fine art of teepeeing houses on Halloween, but my wife—and the police, Killjoys!—put a stop to that endeavor too. So now my kids just collect candy while I stand there (out of costume) salivating over the potential candy haul that I get to peruse later. I’ve negotiated a sweet deal with them, whereby I get 80% of their chocolate, and 100% of the calories. I’m trying to renegotiate that last part though.
Oh poor thing hahaha. I remember the days of standing on the sidewalk. My kids hated my candy audit though because I would tell them I had to take what I felt wasn’t “safe” for them (of course you know this ended up being my secret stash). As they got older they accused me of pilfering their candy, can you believe that? Ungrateful they were. Darn as I’m typing this I just realized I missed a prime opportunity in going out with my grandson and his mom yesterday – drat. And she had the audacity to text me a pic of his Halloween haul. Oh well there’s next year.
So, you had a candy cave too, huh Stephanae? The nerve of your daughter! Doesn’t she realize that all that candy is why we grandparents are so sweet.? Yes, my son and grandson added nicely to my haul. Uh…I mean their haul. :O)
Haha actually daughter-in-law, my son is working out of state but I’m sure he would have done the same thing if he were here. I should have offered my candy auditing consulting services to her though. Hmmmm
I should have taken more from my grandson too. Sort of a finders fee, or something like that. Oh, the lost opportunities.
Definitely, what were thinking? A finders fee is not unreasonable for professional services rendered.
Probably because I was reduced to being a walker with a flashlight.
It’s all very true about politicians, I’m afraid. They’ve taken the old line about underpromising and overdelivering and turned it on its head. Incidentally, I’m intrigued by that photograph of the young man suspending his rear end over a fire. I know everybody needs a hobby, but I must admit that’s a new one to me.
I think he was was practicing the lost art of tushie warmth. Kind of gives a new many to hot pants, doesn’t it? 😀
It vaguely reminds me of a Jerry Lee Lewis song. Goodness gracious, how did it go?
GREAT BALLS OF FIRE! 😀
Oh, that was it! 🙂
lol while on a forum last night I had someone say to be ‘Oh you’re from Ireland, do you guys have Halloween over there’ bless, he thought it was a USA related thing lol
I know that’s a tad random but just thought I’d tell you lol
That’s pretty funny. We’ve Americanized it so much that no one would think the UK had anything to do with it.
I love how you take a serious concept, but still manage to add a touch of ridiculousness about it!!
I know, it’s my curse. Thank god there are folks like you who don’t mind curses. :O)
hehehe, curses are the fuel of my existence!
I guess we best not jinx that. 😀
Excellent post…. accurate and clever as always… you reminded me of this quote, which I believe is quite eloquent…
“Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.” – Albert Einstein …
I bet being too comfortable with habits is not always a guarantee of Success… not at all… life itself tends to be random, I guess.
Sending best wishes for a great week ahead. Aquileana ★🌟
Thank you, Aquileana. I love that Albert Einstein quote. And you have a good week, and be safe, Aquileana. :O)