Happy Whatever New Crap

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Hello, Dear Reader, how are you?

Did you get what you wished for this Winter Holiday?


If your experience was like that of most people on Earth, you didn't. Or maybe you got what you thought you wanted, but it wasn't that great.

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2017 was a miserable year, and a better 2018 is like that gift we crazy want.

Yep :(

But we don't even know what a good year would look like anymore, do we? Just today I saw a Facebook Memory from this date in 2012, in which I'd confessed that I too was worried about the forthcoming Fiscal Cliff, despite it being sensationalized 24-hour-news-cycle propaganda likely crafted to soften us up for a bipartisan screw job.

The "Fiscal Cliff" discourse was so absurd The Simpsons stepped in to clarify/exploit it.

I was reminded of 2008, when I was worried that things in this country were only going to get worse in the near future, Obama or no 'Bama. That was a terrible pun and I'm sorry. No, I mean it. Inexcusable. But I'm leaving it in.

But there are enough jokes about this shit on the internet. The joke is on us, or something to that effect. Let's not just hope for better in 2018. Let's demand it. Demand what we actually want, from all those people up there who call themselves politicians. No gift cards. No mermaid tail blankets.

So happy whatever new crap. Seize and embrace every moment of joy, no matter how fleeting.

We here at My So-Curated Life will continue to bring you listicles about things intended for children, snarky Instagram posts that get likes from their targets, and shout-outs to the terrified voices in your head.

(Via KnowYourMeme)

Have fun, but don't forget to get some rest.

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