New Years Eve and it's my... Friday... again. My fifth day Friday was yesterday. This is my sixth day Friday. I don't have to work tomorrow. That doesn't mean I'm going to let my ass get sloshed tonight. Nope. I think it rather odd that some will stay up, celebrate the coming New Year with way too many libations, and then spend the first day of that New Year recovering from a hangover. Ask yourself, is that how you really want to start the next decade?
And, of course, there are a lot of bumble brains out there who jump right into their pre-failure mode and set resolutions. By now, you'd think they'd know just how badly their going to fail. They don't. And they always just shrug off these failures. That tells you quite a bit about their lack of fortitude. Makes you wonder how many other failures they've had in their lives. I don't understand the ability to dust your resolve with lack of importance, stow it in the forgetful box, and hope you can remember to unpack it next year. Maybe what these people should do is make irresolutions instead. Yeah, don't that make you nod your head? That makes so much more sense if you're a bumble brain. Irresolutions take away the commitment... and responsibility.
That's from Patrick Henry. Remember him? He's also responsible for that catchy little phrase "give me liberty, or give me death." Believe me, Republicans hate that phrase. In their world view, they desperately want to circumscribe liberty with very narrow lines. They do not believe in Democracy. Keep the truth alive. Show your resolve. Be resolute. Vote Blue.