Good-bye and good riddance. What a crap year. However, the year of the dog is going to be hanging around at the foot of the fireplace for another couple of months.
Don't get me wrong, I put as much stock in the Chinese zodiac as I do the existence of a higher power in the universe (it's all just our little way of describing the big thing). However, it's hard to deny a definitive turn in the mood of America, if not the world, with the closing of the year.
I can see people walking away from the idiotic, slowly and laboriously, like an indignant mutt told to stop begging at the table. It's about time. Hopefully this trend will mature. It's been quite a few years since I've seen any reason, or even joy, on the mass scale.
Here's to a better tomorrow.
May yours bring you the light of all that you are owed
- and some that you aren't:
we, none of us, are purfict.
3 comments:
Dear Rev Raikes,
Your anonymous readers want more blogs.
Love,
Anonymous Reader #1
Yeah, sorry about that. My funk grew and I had to amputate :)
I just realized that photo is of the key city players poster. It looks cool! Weird...
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