Monday, October 19, 2009
I wasn't going to post today, but then poor Monday would have to wait a whole week to be represented, and what if I didn't feel like it next week? A pattern of neglect could develop. So, this is for Monday, which gets no respect. Well, maybe back-handed respect from the Mamas and the Papas: Monday, Monday: can't trust that day. And the Boomtown Rats' "I Don't Like Mondays." The only sort of positive cultural connection that comes to mind is Monday Night Football, but that's like throwing Monday a bone. (If I were Monday, I'd feel that way.) There has to be a day-after-the-weekend. It's not Monday's fault that it's Monday, or that it sounds like "mundane" and isn't named after a god, let alone a Norse god, just the moon. Of course, there's the three-day weekend, when it's elevated to a kind of false Sunday, like a paper "king for a day." Monday would say, Keep your crown. Love me because I'm Monday, not because I'm not Monday. The normal Monday, the one people greet with a groan and talk behind: How was your weekend? Maybe Monday's Monday because Monday can take it. Tuesday would whine. Wednesday would act wounded. Thursday would pretend to be too proud to care. Friday wouldn't have a clue. Only Monday has the guts to be Monday.