Years ago, Barataria predicted that 2017 would be “The Year Everything Changes”. The lesson is, of course, that we all need to be careful what we wish for.
The basic underlying forces which drove that prediction have not changed. The holiday shopping season has yet to be fully tabulated, but it appears that the robust 3.6% gain predicted was met or even matched, with one estimate showing a 4.9% gain. Baby Boomers will still hit retirement age and there will definitely be a shortage of workers coming up, especially in certain skilled areas.
For all that hope, the upside will be limited by an incoming Trump administration. It’s not just that they are largely tied to political views which do not fit the situation, it’s that many of them have little to no experience making policy. To a large extent, nothing will get done. But what does get done will happen among the bureaucracy. That may mean more change than we all think.
What can be said about 2016 as it winds down? Certainly, something has gone horribly wrong. What could it be?
I believe that ultimately what has broken us apart is a destructive selfishness which has metastasized into a cancer.
With all of the changes in my life, a big one may be coming. I recently signed with a realtor to put my house, The Spencer House, for sale. This is a story on it from nine years ago, updated slightly.
It’s nearly Christmas. Whatever that may mean to you is entirely a matter of faith, tradition, and experience on your part.
But so is the rest of life. Christmastime, as an experience, is nothing more than the rest of your life made more vivid.
On Wednesday, 21 December, at 10:44 GMT, the Winter Solstice comes to the Northern Hemisphere. It is the shortest day of the year, but this only means that the world is now turning towards the morning. It only gets lighter from here.
This may seem overly optimistic, but it is true. The biggest problem with this kind of faith is that when we are at the lowest point we also are changing the least. Light will return, yes, but slowly at first.
What is even less obvious at this time of darkness is that the dark is exactly what we make of it.