Trying to be cheerful

My New Years message wasn’t exactly a barrel of laughs so I’ll plug a few wholesome things that actually make me happy.

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January 2, 2022. Links, Media Picks, Sensible, Xmas. Leave a comment.

Groundhog Year?

I was trying to think what to write in this year’s New Year’s message. In fact, I’ve been trying to think what to write more generally. My thoughts are (in)coherent enough for Twitter but not for proper articles/blogs/posts or whatever these things are called.

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December 25, 2021. #Brexit, COVID-19, Politics, Sensible, Xmas. Leave a comment.

Happy? New? Something?

Last year I wished you all a happy new year in a very downbeat message but I underestimated how bad it would be by several metric fucktonnes. What an utterly godawful year it has been!

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December 24, 2020. #Brexit, Art, Personal, Politics, Sensible, Xmas. 2 comments.

Happy? New? Year?

It’s that time of year again, when I apologise to everybody that I was supposed to send holiday cards to for being too disorganised and depressed to do so. In my defence, this has been a fucking depressing trip round the sun and, while I do genuinely wish everybody a happy new year, I think we all know that it won’t be.

What year is it next year, anyway?

The same year as it always is. 2016.

So, as we face our fifth consecutive 2016, I don’t really think that happiness is the correct thing to wish you all. Sure, if you can find any happiness then grab it with both hands but I doubt that most of us will see much happiness until November at the very earliest, and even then I don’t think it is wise to get our hopes up too much. Instead I will wish you all fortitude.

Survive Brexit. Survive the end of the UK. Survive Boris. Survive Trump. Survive all this and help eachother to survive it.

Or, to put it another way:

“Seest thou yon dreary Plain, forlorn and wilde,
The seat of desolation, voyd of light,
Save what the glimmering of these livid flames
Casts pale and dreadful? Thither let us tend
From off the tossing of these fiery waves,
There rest, if any rest can harbour there,
And reassembling our afflicted Powers,
Consult how we may henceforth most offend
Our Enemy, our own loss how repair,
How overcome this dire Calamity,
What reinforcement we may gain from Hope,
If not what resolution from despare.”

Hold on. Did you just quote Satan?

Well, its actually Milton, but, you know… It seems appropriate to these benighted times…

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December 22, 2019. Personal, Sensible, Xmas. 2 comments.