Happy New Year!
If only I’d had a New Year’s post ready on December 31st. Oh well.
Before we get to MY recap and 2020 goals, a few words from our “sponsor”—America’s someday soon former President:
Forget Nasty Nancy and her fake impeachment. There’ll be no Benghazi while I’m Commander-in-Chief. Our great military just killed an evil Iranian general that was plotting against us.
Israel, other allies and other presidents could have taken out Soleimani at any time over the last 20 years. They didn’t want to deal with foreseeable (and unforeseeable) consequences. Trump, the Idiot-in-Chief, could have directed the hit at any time during his first three years in office.
It MUST be just a coincidence that the strike comes now. With the impeachment trial coming soon to Moscow Mitch’s Senate.
Take this as a clue to what more may be in store for America in 2020, during and after the interregnum in the Senate. Be afraid, be very afraid.
BUT—America will survive. Our democracy will Triumph over Trump—whatever he does. So long as we have faith and work together to make it happen.
He WILL be gone sooner or later–by January 20, 2021. Karmic retribution is coming soon to a White House near you.
- Trump may have a stroke, a heart attack or some other acute medical incident.
- He might resign (unlikely).
- He could be removed (unlikely—except, more whistleblowers or more leaks of worse deeds may come out).
- Failing all else, he will lose in November.
- We just have to keep from the worst from happening. Perhaps including Trump running naked down Pennsylvania Avenue shooting people. William Barr and Trump’s other legal flunky failures says Trump couldn’t be arrested or investigated—much less charged for his offenses.
Back to our regularly scheduled post.
Once again, Happy New Year.
Highlights of happenings—goals met in 2019. Plans forestalled. The past year didn’t surpass 2018.
We’re not defeated, just a little wiser and more determined for 2020—and beyond.
A wonderful four days in Puerto Vallarta began the year the end of February. Another four days in Florida ended the year–a Many Treasures Conference (for Buddhist practitioners aged 65 and up).
The mental and physical fatigue is gone, thanks to cutting back on Allopurinol (maybe I don’t have gout after all) which apparently produced that side effect.
Three friends of 35-40 plus years passed away in 2019. The last one just after our return from Florida. That prompted finally getting to work on that will—and an advance health care directive, durable power of attorney for finances, etc. Complicated, tedious, challenging. But the alternative is chaos for survivors.
So, 2020 will see another annual. It will also see a modified schedule for writing—that won’t include bold pronouncements of when what will be coming. At least not until we are sure when something is really coming.
2020 will also see our longest and most expensive vacation ever. Twenty-five days. We deserve it for our 40th anniversary. That, by the way, also occupied some major planning time last fall, six months ahead.
Go ahead, make some resolutions, goals or determinations for the New Year. Just be flexible. Adapt to unexpected obstacles. Don’t be too ambitious, but don’t give up too easily at the first sign of the natural resistance to forward progress. Stuff happens. Get past it.