1983, side one, track three – the now immortal words of a then cult band trapped on vinyl – “…nothing changes on New Year’s Day”.
Paul Hewson, better known to most as Bono, perhaps said more than he knew at the time. But he was right, nothing does.
When I was young I laboured under the impression that New Year’s Day was symbolic of promise, of second chances, of course corrections, of learning from mistakes. As an adult I’ve come to view New Year’s celebrations as a weak hurrah – another year survived.
No matter how you want to remember it, and no matter the homage’s that will plague television screens today and tomorrow, 2008 has been a year of death.
Iraq, Afghanistan, Somalia, Sudan, Palestine, DR Congo, South Ossetia, Pakistan, India, Sri Lanka, Colombia, Bolivia, Burma – just to name a select few, and leaving out the inclusion of entire regions, such as Sub-Saharan Africa. There are dozens more, of course, but you get the point.
In 2008 the world faced the biggest financial crisis in history since the onset of the Great Depression, but despite it the business of war didn’t flinch. That, in itself, speaks volumes. But as copious amounts of alcohol are consumed in celebration this evening, that fact will be lost on billions.
Make no mistake, there are those that bitterly condemn me for bringing such things to light, claiming that I should, for at least a day, allow the world’s problems to wash over me. Unfortunately, that is not how I am built.
I take no pleasure in it. It is not the representation of some morbid fascination with all things dour and negative. It is simply the truth. And it is, I fear, something that has become too easy to ignore for the sake of what many deem their personal sanity.
The world is not divided by lines as if a map. The ground on which you walk is connected to the very same ground on which others perish thousands of miles away. And no matter how distant you might be, the reverberations produced by such events span the globe whole. For we are no different in design. There isn’t one of us that, unless by unfortunate circumstance, does not possess two arms and two legs, two eyes and two ears. No matter our colour or creed, we are exactly the same in form and function. We are all born, we all require the same sustenance to survive, we are all frail, we all fear, and we are all mortal.
It is claimed that there are some that are wiser or more intelligent than others, but the truth is that I have seen no sign of that during my life. Stupidity reigns in many forms, even in the most educated and refined of vessels. Even the greatest of individuals possess faults, and therefore are left open to attack and scrutiny no matter their intentions or convictions. And so a status quo of ignorance dominates because anything outside of the box is deemed an affront to those who do not have the ability to comprehend it.
It’s now New Year’s Day in Gaza. There will be no celebrations. Only the continuance of Israeli bombs being dropped and rockets fired into Israel by Hamas.
Side one, track three.
*Updated: @ 2:19 PM, PST.