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Hats Off to Christmas

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Where’s Mariah Carey when I need her? A few weeks ago, I wrote about how hearing “All I Want for Christmas is You” marks the start of the holiday season for me. Despite my advanced age, I always get excited about the seeing lights and listening to the Christmas carols and watching all the old movies. But this year the spirit ain’t here. I could make plenty of excuses: the state of the world, the state of my mind, and the paralyzing fear that “Dominick the Italian Christmas Donkey” will get stuck in my head and keep on playing until the Memorial Day weekend. I know that’s not true, though. I’ve endured all those things in the past and still managed to have myself a merry little Christmas. I just don’t have the usual enthusiasm, which is no way to feel about the most wonderful time of the year. Even Ebeneezer Scrooge had some emotion about the holidays. It was pure hatred, of course, but at least it came from the heart. Is there a Ghost of Christmas Apathy? And, if s...

The Key to Paradise

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I knew there had to be an expression for this behavior. YouTube has become my go-to source for music. Between my job and my writing, I spend most of my time on the computer and YouTube can provide soundtracks to my various moods and personalities. Jazz, big bands, new age, Eighties, traditional Irish, you name it, you’re sure to find it somewhere on YouTube. And the automated suggestions offer even more possibilities. Be advised that the ads on YouTube are a rip-roaring pain in the ass, particularly when I'm trying to enjoy meditation and exercise videos. The site offers its own streaming service, which I might subscribe to, so I can save some money and stop screaming obscenities at my computer. Now there are times where a song will get into my head, and I’ll just have to play it over and over. I figured there must be a name for this activity and a quick Google search came up with the term “Binge Listening,” a perfect expression for the Generation Netflix. I did...

A Man Who Grins

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Ralph Kramden thought he had it all figured out. Of course that description could probably fit every episode of the classic TV show The Honeymooners , which starred Jackie Gleason as the beleaguered Brooklyn bus driver. It seems that every show had Ralph coming up with some get-rich scheme that invariably blew up in his face. But I’m thinking of the 1956 episode “Please Leave the Premises”, where Ralph thinks he’s found the miracle cure for aggravation. All he has to do—or so he believes—is repeat the ditty “pins and needles, needles and pins, it’s a happy man who grins” and ask himself what is mad about. Whenever he does, he says, he can’t remember what was bothering him. Ralph is convinced this line will be the answer to all his problems and, of course, he couldn’t have been more wrong. His landlord stops by to announce a rent increase, and Ralph explodes, refusing to pay and barricading himself—and his wife poor Alice—in their apartment. The episode makes me think a...

More Than You Could Ever Know

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It happened at 9:50AM this morning. I was checking out my groceries at the Key Food on Third Avenue in Bay Ridge when I heard Mariah Carey’s “ All I Want for Christmas is You ” for the first time this year. Never mind Black Friday sales or card shop displays, the holiday shopping season doesn’t start for me until I hear this 1994 song—though it is surprisingly late this time out. It’s the definitive sign that the holiday snowball has begun its downhill roll and there’s no way to stop it. And I’m a bit ashamed to admit this but…I like “All I Want for Christmas is You.” There, I said it. I feel so much better now. Yes, I know the song is roundly hated by all creatures great and small, and that it is considered the audio version of a lump of coal. But I can’t help it. A 2019 survey in England named this tune as the most annoying holiday song ever. A quick google search shows “All I Want for Christmas” making several “Most Hated Christmas Song” lists, joining the like...