Leaving Hope
I'm drunk right now. But 10 days, 25 minutes and 38 seconds in, I'm calling it. 2010 sucks. So happy Valentine's Day and St. Patrick's Day. Happy Memorial Day and Labor Day and Fourth of July. A joyous 9/11neverforgetGodblessAmerica Day. Happy Thanksgiving and Hanukkah, Merry fucking Christmas and a Happy New Year. Now, let's be done with it.
Because I'm sure 2011 it will all be different.
We as people put a lot of emphasize on milestones. On changes and markers and self-created new beginning. New years, new millenniums and new decades. New days and new weeks, new months and moments. And it really is all a load of shit. It's the same as yesterday and the day before. Sure there is change, but we never achieve the drastic upheaval and renewal we say and hope will come. It's 2010 and the only thing different from 2009 is the number. It's the same war and death and disease and misery. We're still killing each other to impress invisible men in the sky, we're still slaughtering animals because we think they taste good, we're still raping the planet cause our Hummers and Escalades are so damn convenient and awesome looking. We still hate and destroy and kill and die and it goes on and fucking on. We make our resolutions and we fall short and leave them behind for dead, like a raccoon caught in the headlights and just not quick enough to save herself...beyond saving but still twitching. But we all know next time will be different and better and we'll round a corner and turn over a new leaf, get to the flip side of that coin and we'll be Good. We'll fix instead of break, save instead of ruin, put aside the pain to help alleviate the agony around us. After all, it is a new beginning. Things will be different.