I remember 1970 – it was just after 1969. That shows you how old I really am, I was 9 at the time. Long time ago and a lot of memories, too many methinks.
But, I only mention 1970 because that was a decade start that I remember so well because it was, indeed, new. The New Year has always, from that start, had a great appeal to me. I love New Year’s Eve, I think it should have the same reverence that Christmas day does. A day to celebrate what was, what was gone, what is to come. Maybe I am eccentric.
Though to those who were alive and kicking around that time, they looked forward, because they could see it on the event horizon, the millennium. It was so near, yet so far away. I read many-a-book depicting how we would be living in the 2000’s, how the world would be a place of hope, of dreams, of something that had never transpired before – all new, all better, all greater that we, as a spices, could not even really dream of.
Then on a great day it dawned. January 1st 2000 – a day when so many felt that the electricity grid would fail. We were told that we would have to support ourselves for at least 72 hours because the water would not run through our taps. No money would dispense from the ATM – there would be civil and moral panic.
As we look at history we know that as the computers clicked by, and some of us watched, nothing happened, just one second followed another and we knew that today would be as yesterday. The fireworks rang out in a mirage of luminescence high in the sky and the noughties were born. Now they have died – and I look back and think of that 1970 year – nothing has changed and all has stayed the same.
Not with technology. How could even the greatest of SF writer know what we know, see what we have seen and achieved so much and so little all at the same time?
The noughties gone, and will be written about in historical terms, some good, some bad. Yet we still can live in hope that we do not re-enact our past and take lessons from it and learn. We can, with hope in our hearts move forward to a better year, a better decade where we can say it was worth living through the last ten years.
Though, and I must add this, it will not be because of those we now call politicians – it will be because of us – all of us. A decade that has seen so much fear, promotion of fear and the credible evidence is there for us all to see – we, we are the ones who must now look upon each other; not as enemies to be de-humanised and detested, but to come together as brother and sister in and as one race.
Will the dawn of a new decade mean that? I have no idea – I want it to, though there are those who want a status quo that has hurt us all so much to continue.
01/01/10 has a ring to it. Lest we forget who we are and that we have the ability to communicate in more ways today than any other time in our history – and we cannot, still, let those who rule understand what we want.
I do not end this blog post with ‘Happy New Year’ – I end it with “Happy New Decade”. Let us hope that it will be a great one – and that we can let the last one slowly die off only to prove that out of the ashes great things can come about.
I wish you well, no matter what your political leanings – and I wish more than that we can all see a brighter future for us all.