So the last few days of December are trickling past and with them comes the close of yet another year. A certain anticipation seems to have wafted in with the breeze, a feeling that we should brush past these last few days as if they were mere formality.
“The old year is dead,” whispers the collective consciousness, “move on already.”
And while I am as anxious as anyone for this year to be done, I am of a miserly sort, when it come to time. Each second is precious, not to be wasted or cast aside unused.
And so, some final thoughts and observations on the year nearly past.
- Violence begets violence. Any high ideals you may harbor about the enlightened nature of the human animal, or our special place in some grand cosmic design, or the imagined utopias of the future, should be tempered by the fact that we’ve been walking this globe for something on the order of three million years, and have yet to learn this most fundamental truth.
- Family may be our greatest strength, but it is without question our greatest weakness. If you really want to hurt a man, give him a family and then take it away from him. Loners of the world – UNITE! (but only at a safe distance)
- Yes, I know, the definition of insanity is trying the same thing again and again while expecting different results. The thing is though, sometimes crazy shit happens!
- It is neither a landslide nor a mandate if almost no one came out to vote. If the biggest issue that got your candidate into office is apathy, you may want to keep the crowing to a minimum.
- It is a lot more fun to have a secret than to be a secret.
- When I went to the doctor last week, I had to fill out a sheet stating that I had not been exposed to Ebola. How many actual cases have we had in the U.S.? Did you know that there are between 10 and 15 cases of Bubonic Plague in the United States every year? Strange that I didn’t have to fill out a sheet for that.
- If you are insulted by someone wishing you “happy holidays” the problem is not with the world, or political-correctness, but with your own teeny-tiny little heart. I’ve never had so many genuine salutations returned with an overly emphatic “Merry CHRISTmas!”. Seriously folks, I’m just not feeling the ‘merry’ part when it’s delivered through bared teeth.
- If you don’t want anyone to see something, keep it off any sort of electronic media.
- This week we’re gonna spend millions of dollars celebrating a completely arbitrary date. I mean, two-thousand and fifteen years since what, exactly? There are dozens of different calendrical systems that are used throughout the world, and most of them are counting up (or sometimes down) from some particular historical or astronomical event. The one calendar that is cross-culturally agreed upon by everyone is based on exactly nothing. And it’s not even a particularly accurate calendar. This to me says a lot about any system of belief (and really, what IS a calendar if not a system of belief) that is agreed upon by everyone.
- That being said, I like odd numbered years better than even ones. I know that’s madness, because the numbers are completely arbitrary, but I really do seem to do better on odd-numbered years. Which is not to say that this has been a BAD year. But it has been a year of great transition for me, with both extreme highs and lows. I’d like to think the coming year will pass more smoothly, but only time will tell.
- Joe Cocker could sing ‘em like no one else. Lauren Bacall owned the screen even when Bogart was in the frame. Harold Ramis gave us the ‘Ghostbusters’ as well as my favorite film of all – ‘Groundhog Day’. Casey Kasem was always ready with a ‘long-distance dedication’. Mickey Rooney will always be young Mi Taylor from ‘National Velvet’. And no one has ever made me laugh (and cry) like Robin Williams.
And that about wraps things up for me.
May the blessings of the gods be on you all and I’ll meet you back here in the new year!