Larry Hnetka Goes HMmmm

Is there such a thing as Tuesday blues? If not, too bad. It seems I’ve got them.

Maybe it’s the beginning of the fall rainy season here in Vancouver. Who knows? Not getting out of bed though is a sure sign of my state of blueness.

I like the old medical term “melancholia” — where all bodily matters were an imbalance of one or other of the four basic bodily fluids, or humours. Personality types were determined by the dominant humour in that person.

Melancholia was caused by an excess of black bile; hence the name, which means ‘black bile’ (Greek μελας, melasmelasack”, + χολη, kholé, “bkholé; a person whose constitution tended to have a preponderance of black bile had a melancholic disposition.

Oh for the old medical ways where bile dictated disposition entirely.

Like John Dowland should I consider making my own motto? Granted, he lived in the post-Elizabethan period where the cult of melancholia was fashionable. His motto is pretty grim: Semper Dowland, semper dolens (Always Dowland, always mourning).

Well, just thinking about old John Dowland makes me feel better. I just need to go and sleep. Back into bed. Not melancholic, no black bile, just Tuesday rainy day blues I’m sure.

Just look at old Kermit the Frog (click on the cartoon to enlarge) — my blues have nothing compared to his greens!

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