And In With The New ... Welcome 2009!

For a while there I thought 2008 was going to be the year without end. 

Not that it was a completely terrible year.  We did have (finally) an election outcome that was not only hoped for by the majority, but which the majority actually won.  Eight miserable years of pain and diminishing world respect ended, and replaced by hope.  We hope.

But I won't be missing 2008.  There was pain enough that needs forgetting.  So much and so raw still that I don't need to make a list. 

As the clock tipped past 11:59, December 31st, 2008, I personally twisted the key in my memory lock on the year, tossed the key in the messy drawer of time, and turned to face ought-nine.  The beginning of the last year of the oughties.  

Not the 'naughty-oughties', they haven't been fun enough.  We have one year to turn this blank hole of a decade into a time worth remembering for more than 9/11 and the Bush hegemony.  One year to turn this from the 'Survivor' decade of 'the Lost' into, maybe, the beginning of a golden age.

Hello and welcome,  '09