If you got a chance to see him other night, you will recall he was talking about embracing change.

Most people that I know hate change. They despise it with a passion. Jesse says people hate change because they are insecure and they are afraid of themselves.

Change is only thing that is constant. It’s gonna happen! The question is not even when? Things are always changing. Jesse says to embrace it. But not only that, but prepare for it. This way, you will be ahead of curve instead of behind it.

Do you realize that if there is something in life that is stagnant, it’s in process of dying?

That's concept that has taken Japan by storm in last five years, thanks to a culturally savvy marketing campaign launched by pharmaceutical companies to turn mild depression into an acceptable malady that a simple prescription can cure.

Anyone familiar with Japan will recognize that "kokoro no kaze" (literally "cold of soul") is a phrase guaranteed to resonate with citizens of that country. Preventing and treating colds is practically a national pastime there.

Everywhere in Japan, you see people wearing gauzy surgical-style masks covering their nose and mouth. Although some may be wearing masks to protect themselves from latest bug, majority of wearers are simply being courteous. In a nation lauded for its complex culture of politeness, Japanese wear masks when they come down with a cold as a polite way of warning and protecting others.

In Japan, your dentist and dental assistants are likely to wear masks--not to protect themselves from your mouth breathing, but to provide a polite barrier so that you won't be inadvertently subjected to their germs or lingering odor of their sushi lunch.

Catching a cold in Japan is an opportunity to practice concern for others. How brilliant, then, that pharmaceutical companies have developed this new phrase to describe symptoms of mild depression. Now, Japanese businessmen, housewives and students are running to their doctors in droves to get prescriptions for antidepressants. In a culture steeped in politeness, it seems that same folks likely to cover their noses and mouths to protect others from germs are recognizing their obligation to protect their loved ones from their melancholy.

After living in Japan for five years and having a Japanese sister-in-law and four beloved bicultural nieces and nephews, I have a great fondness for that country. That's why I am saddened by this new need to treat mild depression with drugs.

I'm all for turning to pharmaceuticals to help those who are severely depressed. I've lost two brothers to suicide, and even worst drug on market is better than that outcome.