Where Did The Decade Go To?

It seems the decade's decided it's going to end in little over 12 hours from now. As the year and associated premiere ten year period of what promised to be a new millenium full of hope and opportunity draws to a suitably uneventful close, many seem left with a sour taste in their mouths. Wasn't it about now we were meant to be riding our hover cars around the Millenium Dome as a swarthy and oddly attractive wise-cracking robot serenaded us into the new year with a note-perfect rendition of Auld Lang Syne? Christ, at this stage most would probably settle for a neurotic and slightly racist wind-up hamster dictating the Queen's speech over the radio. Though alas, here we are; in a world almost identical to that of 1999. Computers are faster, fame is more easily attained, prime ministers are fatter, presidents are blacker and I have distinctly more bodily hair than I did when entering the decade yes; but on the other hand, conflict still reigns in the Middle East, U2 remain bafflingly popular and the technology for a "Hendrix, Beethoven & Jesus: Back From The Dead And Rocking Their Greatest Hits" tour seems as far off as ever. 

This leads me to think, what does the coming period hold in store for planet Earth? One would hope the economy manages to pick up, the powers that be decide to pull out of Iraq (so not to get it pregnant) and perhaps Nintendo come up with a bitching new games console. We can hope for more than this, we can hope for less, but lets be honest: hope won't get us anywhere. Surely it was hope that got us into this funk in the first place. So I urge you all, go into the new year not wanting, wishing or praying; but simply drifting, waiting and seeing what happens. Make 2010 the year of the spectator. Watch in resigned and expected horror as the world falls apart around you, or be pleasantly surprised as we all join hands on top of a hill somewhere drinking Coca-Cola and singing a la their famous "I'd Like To Teach The World To Sing" campaign. Don't worry, if you're more partial to Pepsi I'm sure you could sneak it in, world peace is hardly going to crumble under a soft drink preference. Basically what I'm trying to say is that we could complain, grumble and moan without any distinct action taken every time something slightly inconvenient or unfortunate happens in the world or we could just plainly ignore it. That way on the rare occasion when something decent does come along we can all revel together in being slightly tickled, rather than having it overshadowed by the bad.

Perhaps you think my willingness to resign myself to another subpar decade is a reflection as to exactly why the world is in such a state right now, but at this moment in time I'm content to simply watch as we wave goodbye to the past ten years and revel in their aftermath. Besides, now we've got all the time in the world to think of a witty name for the upcoming decade.

I'll force-feed you more of my thoughts in the year that inspired this blog. 

Peace out,

Kid Sensible.