With grim 2011 winding down, I thought about making a New Year’s resolution to take a more positive outlook toward the future, to express more optimism in these pages, and generally to stop being so pessimistic about everything.
I figured it probably wouldn’t work out, though, so I gave up on the idea.
But just because the world (or at least Western civilization, which as far as I’m concerned amounts to pretty much the same thing) really is going down the drain doesn’t mean we can’t set aside our well-justified gloom for a moment, and raise a glass with family and friends. So here’s to you, readers! And for all I know, things really will turn around in 2012, and we’ll look back on this moment in history as the time when the West, at the very brink of disaster, awoke in sudden terror to the folly of the course it had charted, and with desperate resolve managed to steer clear of the fatal catastrophe.
Ha! Just kidding. Anyway, bottoms up, folks — and thanks as always for reading and commenting.
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What was so bad about 2011? It saw the end of Qaddafy, bin Laden, and All My Children. It brought us some great new apps, Tebowing, and more antics from the always entertaining Silvio Berlusconi. For all except Mets fans, life is just a bowl of cherries.
How could I forget? 2011 also blessed us with Moves Like Jagger, the greatest musical achievement since at least the oeuvre of Bad Company. This addition to the monuments of Western civilization by itself refutes your annus horribilis thesis.
Slap Ye Nude Deer.