Ode to Melancholy

English professor Eric G. Wilson has a really interesting essay on melancholy and the dangers associated with trying to avoid it at all costs. It's analogous to a society hyper-concerned about microbes; people who bleach their bodies after pressing a button in an elevator; and anti-biotic prescriptions written faster than blogs. So any serious bug goes around, we drop like flies because our immune systems have been overly coddled, placed in a retirement trance. Wilson makes the connection between culture and sadness. He says, "What are we to make of this American obsession with happiness, an obsession that could well lead to a sudden extinction of the creative impulse, that could result in an extermination as horrible as those foreshadowed by global warming and environmental crisis and nuclear proliferation? What drives this rage for complacency, this desperate contentment?"

Wilson also says.

I for one am afraid that American culture's overemphasis on happiness at the expense of sadness might be dangerous, a wanton forgetting of an essential part of a full life. I further am concerned that to desire only happiness in a world undoubtedly tragic is to become inauthentic, to settle for unrealistic abstractions that ignore concrete situations. I am finally fearful of our society's efforts to expunge melancholia. Without the agitations of the soul, would all of our magnificently yearning towers topple? Would our heart-torn symphonies cease?

My fears grow out of my suspicion that the predominant form of American happiness breeds blandness. This kind of happiness appears to disregard the value of sadness. This brand of supposed joy, moreover, seems to foster an ignorance of life's enduring and vital polarity between agony and ecstasy, dejection and ebullience. Trying to forget sadness and its integral place in the great rhythm of the cosmos, this sort of happiness insinuates that the blues are an aberrant state that should be cursed as weakness of will or removed with the help of a little pink pill.

Read it here. It's brief ... just right for attention spans like mine.