Twenty: The Final Chapter

It’s that time of year again. The time of year when everyone and their dog waxes nostalgic about all the shit nobody cares about from the year past, and stupidly predicts the next year in the grim knowledge that when the next New Year comes along, nobody will remember that the dumbass predicted a bunch of foolish shit that turned out to be complete and utter balderdash.
Except this year. NOBODY expects the Spanish In... Oh, wait, that was a century ago. Time flies when you're having fun... but if you're having fun, why would you want to time flies?
A deadly, redundantly named worldwide pandemic has killed hundreds of thousands of Americans alone, not to mention the rest of the world, but we're the worst thanks to our cluelessly incompetent leadership. Rather than the Spanish Influenza from a centiry ago, Covid-19 is far deadlier.
And that ain't all! Murder hornets, record storms and flooding, record setting fires out west, the world's economies collapsing, a defeated American president determined to hold on to power... 2020: Written by Stephen King, directed by Quentin Tarantino, narrated by Samuel L. Jackson.
With all of the bars closed for months, I got a lot of writing done.
I might as well go ahead and do it anyway. Just like I did last year (yes, a lot of this was pasted from last year’s final chapter).
Some of these links go to /. (these would be old stuff), S/N,, or As usual, first: the yearly index:
Random Scribblings
the Paxil Diaries
Q and the Real “Deep State”
Trump and the Christians
Channel 49
Socialism and Capitalism
Why Are There No DINOs?
The Best Music Ever Recorded
Driving the Snakes from Ireland
A Wolf in Shepherd’s Clothing
The Trump Supporter
The Passover
Indoor Rocketry for Children
An open letter to my congressman
20 Downsides Of Electric Vehicles: Debunked
The Allegations against Joe Biden
The Perpetual Motion Machine
The Dongle
The Dongle, part two
The End of the Dongle
Ask Soylent: Silver
Ask Soylent: Do I Need SSL?
No, We’re Not All In This Together
The Letter
Three Administrations
The Dumbest Word This Century (so far)
How I Ended the war
Where’s My Picturephone?
A Half Century of Rock
Our Sick Society
War on Christmas?
Sony STR-DH190
The Coffee Pot
ILIFE V5s Pro Broom
Sony STR-DH190
Dell Inspiron 11 3000
Science Fiction
Highway Fifteen
Red Barchetta
But Sir, I’m Just a Robot
Don’t Feel the Reefer
Cash Drawer Bells
I’m Dreaming of a Green Christmas
I’m Dreaming of a Wet Christmas
Last years’ stupid predictions (and more):
I predicted that I wouldn’t have a book ready in 2020. I got it right! This year I'm predicting that I will release a book, maybe two.
The monster will be banished on January 20. The plague will take a while longer.
I’ll also hang on to most of last year’s predictions, and add one or two new ones;
Someone will die. Maybe you, maybe me. Not necessarily anybody I know... we can only hope. Unfortunately I hit the nail on the head last year; I lost my mother in October, and a few friends left the earth without a rocket as well.
SETI will find no sign of intelligent life. Not even on Earth.
The Pirate Party won’t make inroads in the US. I hope I’m wrong about that one.
US politicians will continue to be wholly owned by the corporations.
I’ll still be a nerd.
Technophobic fashionista jocks will troll slashdot (but not S/N). I have no idea if that one or the following held up, anybody been there lately?
Microsoft will continue sucking.
The pandemic will continue plagueing us.
Happy New Year! Ready for another trip around the sun?


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