Back in the day you were a a court jester or fool during the medieval and Renaissance eras. You were also the member of the household of a nobleman or a monarch employed to entertain guests. If you were exceptional at being a fool, you were taken very well care of. If not…well, “off with his head” probably got thrown around a bit.
Nowadays a fool is simply someone who lacks judgment.
In the tarot deck I created, he’s a clown. Not someone walking off of a cliff with his head in the clouds, having no idea he is about to fall.
But what of this song? It’s zippy and fun, but there is a line that says, “Dreams aren’t found, they’re made.”
It is a fool who does not go after their dreams. A fool sits idly by while others do, and they curse themselves for having not done anything about what they want.
A fool will sit back and talk about the “what ifs” instead of getting off of their toochas and taking a chance.
A fool thinks they have all of the time in the world, too. I need not worry now. There’s always tomorrow. And then tomorrow comes and they think of another excuse.
Fools assume a lot too. They think because something didn’t work out one time, it most definitely won’t work out again, so they give up on even trying. Can you image if all of the people who have invented things we use today thought that way?
It is said to “Suffer fools gladly”. A rather arrogant statement to be sure.
But what of the fool who lets life happen to them instead of making life happen for them? What becomes of that fool?
Don’t wonder! Kiss her you fool!