Braindump, Jan. 6, 2011
Okay, I’m just going to do this and maybe it will relieve some of this “congestion of the brain.” (I learned yesterday that apparently this was a commonly-cited medical condition in the Victorian Age; along the same lines of Alan Moore’s musings in Voice of the Fire I suspect it may be due for a comeback.)
I’m a little weirded-out, since Christmas. Those days between Christmas and the New Year are always kind of an odd limbo, IMO, mind you; it’s like we’re left with this vexing stub at the end of every year as a result of the historical accidents which see the actual Solstice, our beginning-of-winter festival of light, and the change of the calendar year on three different days.
I still don’t feel quite right, though, even per what usually passes for “normal” with me. Everything just seems awfully depressing. What’s the point, how can anyone really be hopeful for the future?
People can, obviously, and I do marvel at it. Today, The Economist front page had a story from its print edition, from back in November, which I’d not seen before. In which the remarkable Arianna Huffington manages to look around American and note the plentiful evidence of a slide toward “third world” status… and then suggest that “2011 is going to be all about hope 2.0.” Seriously? You’re older and wiser than me, good woman, so I would be happy to believe you’re right, but, wow. I don’t know how one can stare into the abyss and see redemption in the darkness, like that. (more…)