Perchance due to a residual fever after the norovirus diet over Christmas, I must admit to not feeling exactly thrilled at the imminent year turning.
However, if it means saying farewell to 2017, I am willing to try a little speculative future projections.
This is going to be suitably short and sweet, which will be a blessing for my few dedicated readers.
To those who hold the power in this country, close your mouths and open your eyes. There are more people, families than ever who are struggling, suffering, losing. Drop the ego, drop the smug superiority, and do the job you are paid to do – looking after ALL the people in the UK.
To those who hold, and wield, power around the world, close your mouths and open your eyes. You may have gripes, grudges, even justifiable complaints, or just the arrogance of an assumed right over others. Is there ever going to be a day when a life is more important than your dubious and destructive agenda? Read your history, and if you care for no-one else, care for your own people. because they are suffering too.
To those who use their power to use and abuse others, close your mouths and open your eyes. Because we see you, so you need to see yourselves. And those who say ‘I never did’, you need to re-assess. and listen, and accept.
And to all those extra-ordinary ordinary souls, open your eyes, and open your mouths wide. And shout, loud and clear. The answer is no!
And to the people I hold dear, and love, and respect? It will never be enough, but you have, and will have, all that I have that will be your support, or companion, or vague amusement. With gin!
So, farewell and fuck off 2017.
2018 – good luck! You are going to need it.