
The coming year and the coming decade are clearly going to be a challenge of the most major kind, and I suspect that many of us will be advancing into this temporal double whammy with at least a measure of grim determination, high on anxiety and short on frolic. But the madness of King George and his sinister acolytes is over, the planet still turns, and we can only move forward with hope and determination to salvage a better one out of the debris. I’m not sure how, and the only reason why is that we have no other alternative. All I know is that I will be following the time honored imperative of Mr. Natural and continuing to quest into the unknown, plying the old trade, singing the old songs, and hoping that the combination will inspire and made some small difference. Viddy well my droogs. We have nothing to lose but our pain. (Unless it’s our brains.) So, 2010, bring it on, you bastard!