Well, the first month of the New Year is almost over, and it will soon be time to flip the calendar page to February.
In general there’s a pall hanging overhead acting with a weight too regularly seen. It’s oppressive and daunting and heavy. And, there seems to be no cure for it.
Say Goodbye to 2014
Another year has come and gone. I’m sure that we can each recall successes and failures from this past year, some great and some small.
*Written on Dec 31, 2014*
Well, it’s New Year’s Eve and I’ve got nothing. No Hope. No real Change and no expectation of having any profit for all we’ve been through since Obama was re-elected. Old Man 2014 is set to walk out the door toward the setting of his personal sun and the Infant 2015 is about to soil a new diaper while Obama and a Progressive Republican Party indicate it’s going to be business as usual.
It’s December and the annual case of General Malaise has infected me. It’s left me worried, not about politics or whether the White House will continue its dismantling of America and Obama’s use of the Constitution and Bill of Rights as a doormat on which he can scrub his soul (if he has one). It really doesn’t have anything to do with Israel, Iran, Iraq, ISIS, ISIL, Oil, Ukrainian Travail or Putin Puttin’ on the Ritz.