Something's Coming in 2022 through 2024...
Some part of me wishes I had more details. The facts we all have so far should give us pause. But its the 2021 Holiday Season, and too many feel they have sacrificed long enough. What will be the long game consequences of three months of large group gatherings in larger and smaller, public and private spaces with international air travel?
We now know that in defiance of any justifiable lockdown, everyone who has the big bucks will travel locally and or globally sans vaccinations, boosters, masks, while intoxicated-- as long as they embrace their God-given right to protest.
Nostalgia for the people whose progeny* have spawned Oprah Winfrey, "Dr.( not-a-practicing-licensed-physician) Phil McGraw, and Dr. Mehmet OZ ( The Polititian of Mandalore) instantly brought Ray Bradbury's jazz riff on lines from the latest remake of Shakespeare's Macbeth to front-of-mind in the transition to 2022:
The line is a very striking piece of verse, not only because of the way it sounds but also because of its ominous announcement of some approaching monster. And it does, in fact, signal the approach of a monster – a monster that the witches have themselves created, the monster that Macbeth has become.
To wit,
"By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes."
*- "In LA, Austria honors Jews who fled WWII darkness to forge Hollywood's Golden Age | The Times of Israel" https://www.timesofisrael.com/in-la-austria-honors-jews-who-fled-wwii-darkness-to-forge-hollywoods-golden-age/amp/
Something wicked this way comes
By Ray Bradbury
Crystal water turns to dark
Where ere it's presence leaves it's mark
And boiling currents pound like drums
When something wicked this way comes...
A presence dark invades the fair
And gives the horses ample scare
Chaos rains and panic fills the air
When something wicked this way comes...
Ill winds mark it's fearsome flight,
And autumn branches creak with fright.
The landscape turns to ashen crumbs,
When something wicked this way comes...
Flowers bloom as black as night
Removing color from your sight
Nightmarish vines block your way
Thorns reach out to catch their prey
And by the pricking of your thumbs
Realize that their poison numbs
From frightful blooms, rank odors seep
Bats & beasties fly & creep
'Cross this evil land, ill winds blow
Despite the darkness, mushrooms glow
All will rot & decompose
For something wicked this way grows...
Twelve Questions for 2022:
1.) Will psilosybe fungi*** become legal and "rescue" the Medical 420 industry? ***- psilocybin in psychedelic mushrooms
2 )Will consumer-addicts ever stop taking mass quantities of opioids?
3.) What happens when a nation with 71 million rageaholic heroin addicts becomes a fascist dictatorship?
4.) What is the tipping point/ pivot point where there are more people drunk with the wine of the world than living sober?
5.) If the world ends while everybody is stoned, will death matter to anyone?
6.) Who will get to Mars faster, better, and cheaper-- Bezos, Branson, or Musk?
7.) Who exactly will inherit the earth? If I were a betting man, I would say the meek. But thankfully, I am a pragmatist who rarely bets money.
8.) When will Covid leave?
9.) Will Mr. Otis, a black labrador from Arkansas, be the next World Famous Son of the South?
10.) Could a member of the epic- failed US Congressional Class of 2020-2021 become the Mayor of Los Angeles?
11.) Will the New LAUSD Superintendent survive the Westside LAUSD PARENTS?
12.) What happens when we run out of greek letters to assign to Covid variants? I suppose we could call them Spawn of Trump # 1 - to- Infinity!
Happy New Year, gentle readers.
I think I shall call 2022 " The Year of the LongGameMadeManifest", aka "Legato(s) versus Leotards!"
HUSH, hush! Somebody's Calling My Name.**
**- " Somebody's Callin', Irregular; Negro Spiritual; arr by Nolan Williams, Jr. b.1969 (C) 2000 GIA Publications, Inc.
# 556 in the African American Heritage Hymnal.
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