coincidence? i think not.
I think there is a not-so-coincidental reason that "morning" and "mourning" have little difference between them but a measly little vowel. And Monday mournings ... er, mornings ... have got to be the most profound evidence for the non-coincidence of this little noted rhyme in the English language. Who ever decided morning was a good time to get up, get going, get moving, get started, get working, get ... well ... anything?? Its a cruel, cruel time of day ... now used as one of the most severe forms of torture known the world over. What's worse, when one becomes accustomed to this torturous cultural norm, they are praised, lauded and put on pedestals! But what they do not know is that they have simply succumbed to the evil powers trying to take over our indigent way of life! We ... we who have resisted conformity to this forced shift in our very natures to function before the hour of 11:30 a.m. ... we are the strong ones! We should stand up and fight for our rightful way of life! Let's turn morning back into what it was meant to be ... a time for sleep, for hours in our pajamas, for drinking leisurely from our too-many cups of coffee. Our incoherence and our blatant disregard for anything requiring our cognitive selves before the caffeine has set in and the daylight has seeped into our very souls ... its our RIGHT! Its the way it was meant to be. Why must we fight it?You know what I think happened? One day, long ago, the rooster decided it was tired of being an average bird, living in a coop, overseeing all those cackling hens. So he began waking up his masters with his crow earlier and earlier every morning, until one day ... they thought it was normal to be up before the sun! He slowly programmed them to rise on his command. And now, to this day, that pre-dawn crow of every rooster worldwide is not just a wake-up call, its an evil, maniacal laugh ... because he has won ... and the stupid humans don't even know that he is the true ruler! Who let the rooster win?!?!
