Hopey [sic] New Year!

Hey, you’re alive. I know because you’re reading this. That’s good news. We made it! (Although, as of this writing there are still 10 hours and 5 minutes to go.)

Wars, Civil and World, are brewing; religious conflicts are the norm and probably over a dozen lives will be destroyed in the name of a God or Gods by the time you read this; someone was just shot, just now in the good ol’ U. S. of A., for being “other” by the other’s standards; across the globe, almost three billion people live in poverty and 785 million don’t receive enough nutrition to lead healthy or productive lives; 13.1 million children in America alone are in food-insecure situations; and our President-Elect is Tweeting his victory revenge against his “enemies” while wishing us all a “Happy New Year!”

2016 is almost over and I would love more than anything to wish you a “Happy New Year!”; but my disgust is not beyond me – in fact, I’m full of it. Do I want happiness? Yup. Do I have any? Nope. 10 hours and 3 minutes to go until 2017 and all I got is, “We’re alive!” and I HOPE we all get to see 2018. Ah, that’s it; that’s what I can wish to any and all who read this blog:

“HOPEY [sic] NEW YEAR!” to each and every single one of you.