My mom left me a message on my voicemail complaining (in that motherly way) about the music she heard when she tried to call me a few days ago.

“What is that music on your voicemail?” she asked before she left the the real reason why she called.

What my mom had heard was not music I added to my voicemail.

What she heard was The Killers song “Mr. Brightside”, which was my new ringback tone. So now whenever someone calls me they hear that instead of ringing. Maybe I should change it.

Ringback tones are just the latest in cellphone features we have been bombarded with over the past few years. Not only my mom, but the majority of us, are looking at the world everyday with a since of wonder, confusion, and sometimes bemusement.

Change is everywhere.

But sometimes, like my Killer’s ringback tone, the change you asked for is not the change you wanted.

I mean I like, no, love, that Killer’s song. But the lyrics are not really words everyone waiting 30 seconds for me to answer the phone would appreciate. I got the song I wanted but now I might have to change it.

Another person with that same problem is Hillary Clinton.

Hillary has been screaming for change her whole life.

She has been active in a number of organizations concerned with the welfare of children and women. She has been vocal in civil rights, women’s rights and human rights.

It can be argued, quite effectively, that if not for Bill and Hillary liberally giving minorities prominent places in their White House, Barack Obama would not be welcomed so enthusiastically by the Democratic Party faithful today.

It seems the world Hillary has spent her life trying to create is blooming and she is being forced to fight against it.

I find it sorta tragic.

It’s sooo much easier to change a ringback tone.