Revisions

The end of the year cannot come fast enough. I’m not sure that the train wreck that is 2020 can be blamed for how I’m feeling, but I don’t believe it has helped.

There is no discounting all the really cool things that have happened this year. SpaceX shot people into space, with NASA effectively outsourcing one of the main reasons it was created. While it is an amazing accomplishment, I cannot help but laugh that NASA couldn’t get the government to pay for its space exploration so it had to go to the next egotistical person it could find….

On the Homefront (because I can’t come up with another cool development on the national stage) I learned new skills, I expanded my horizons and kept my head above water. I’ve started writing again, which is scary enough, but I also have set it up so others can read it. It feels equivalent to parading around semi naked in front of my house. Luckily the interwebs keep most interactions fairly anonymous, however the knowledge my thoughts are out there still wakes me in the middle of the night from time to time.

This Christmas has been unique as well. I’m thankful as it is the harbinger of the end of the year, but at the same token nothing is the same. Is it good? Is it bad? We are just trudging through the days, clinging to the hope that the new year brings happier times, a return for some to something closer to normal, while at the same healing the festering wounds that were finally exposed this summer. Nothing will work itself out that easily, but it is with hope and optimism that we keep fighting to insure that the inequalities and racism that lingers throughout the country are eradicated. And yet, even as I type that, another story has hit the news where a police officer shot and killed an unarmed black man; and in another part of the country a grown ass woman attacks a child because her irresponsible ass left her cell phone in an Uber.

There has been a slew of memes that speak about 2021 in cautious tones. From no one declaring it their year, to sitting down and not touching anything, to the year being 2020 won. All I know is that there are 3 more days left in the year.

While a portion of the country celebrated the holiday, a single man living outside of Nashville blew up a RV outside of a major telecom company, knocking out cell services and 911 service throughout a large swath of the Tennessee and Kentucky. The only one to have perished was the man, but the news, while horrible and scary, elicited no reaction from the White House and little reaction through much of social media. Are we numb? Are we tired of the constant barrage of negativity?

I’m assuming the crash position.