I didn’t really intend writing any stuff today, until I noticed that today is World Health Day.
I couldn’t let that pass now, could I?
To be honest, I am a little baffled as to what I should be doing today. Am I supposed to sign up to the local gym? That’s out because there isn’t one. Am I supposed to go for a jog or run a marathon? Fuck that. Am I supposed to glory in my good health and celebrate it, or am I supposed to commiserate with myself on my poor health? They should give instructions on what exactly this day is all about.
I looked it up.
Apparently today is a religious feast of the Holy Church of Health, sort of like Easter or Yom Kippur, and this year we are all to talk about depression.
Well, I can’t talk about it today as I am sitting on my own at the moment, and surely talking to myself isn’t very healthy, especially if I can only talk about depression? It would be enough to bring on a visit from The Black Dog, and seeing as it’s nice and sunny outside, and I’m in a good mood I am not going to bring myself down just so they have have their fucking feast day.
I always took Good Health to mean that one wasn’t suffering from a disease, an ailment or indeed a dose of the downers. Apparently though this has changed. Good Health now means living a ife according to the beliefs of the Church of Good Health and not doing anything which meets with their disapproval. I doesn’t matter if I enjoy a slice of toast, a bag of chips. a pint of stout or a relaxing smoke of the pipe, if they disapprove then I am not healthy. Enjoyment is the price we pay for Good Health. How depressing?
Being in Good Health is becoming increasingly difficult as the list of banned items grows longer every day. Soon I will be banned from breathing, once they discover that y breath contains natural formaldehyde and carbon monoxide, and that surely will impose quite a few restrictions on my other daily activities?
I see from over at Frank’s place there is a new disease that has been classified as an actual mental disorder – video gaming.
You really couldn’t make it up.
It’s no fucking wonder depression is widespread.