THANK GOD, IT'S FINALLY HERE!

I didn't celebrate the coming of 2017, but I should have.  I thought 2013 was a shitty year, had some health problems that put me in the hospital twice, but 2014 came along and proved me wrong. And then 2015 arrived, and I still held out hope for a recovery year.  It was Ok, nothing to brag about, and then the worst year in decades came along.  It started like the year from Hell, a sick wife, having to deal with America's miserable health care system.  Neurologists and a neurosurgeon misdiagnosed her problem as encephalitis, but it wasn't.  We didn't learn that until after two surgeries to fix the problem.  Finally found a migraine specialists who knew what to do, and she improved under his treatment.  Oh, but then we had the miserable election to deal with, when a sizable enough bat shit crazy people voted in a piece of shit human being as President.  That's when I decided that I'm surrounded by too much ignorance and started looking for ways out of here.  My religious sister said, "Well, sometimes God gives us what we need instead of what we want."  And I said, "Then why did he have to punish all of us?  Why not just the Trumptards?"  She didn't answer.  She married to one.

But, 2016 died last night, and we've got a new number on the board today.  Yeah, I know, that doesn't mean jack shit.  Only a few hours have gone by, so I can't say anything has changed.  I still live in a country eaten up with ignorance and run by complete assholes.  You know they're complete assholes when former governing assholes don't even like them.  I'm starting to like George W. Bush.  I'm also starting to like Obama less, and I've grown to detest his party.  The Dumocrats have finally lived up to their nickname but at enormous cost to the nation.  I'd grieve more, but I'm not sure we would've been much better off with Clinton.  She's pretty much a total dipshit, but I've always argued that dipshits are better than dumbasses, which is what we got.

The prospects for 2017 being a better year are gloomy, at least as far as the nation is concerned. Personal things can be much better, so I'll work hard at seeing about those things.  Maybe I'll take a shot at being uninformed, like maybe I could fit into my surroundings better if I had no idea what was going on around me.  But alas, I'm educated, very well educated in fact.  At my age, though, I'm dealing with a faltering memory, never know where anything is anymore.  Maybe that's why I'm starting to like George Bush.  I'm forgetting why I didn't like him.  And then the ugly thought comes to me:  Could I get stupid enough to start liking Trump?  Uh, no.  I've got guns, and I've saved back a few bullets for that special occasion when I see the asshole on television . . . and start smiling.  I hope I can just remember where I put the bullets.