A Little Hope For The Holidays

The King’s first Christmas broadcast was in 1932. And because King Nicky has such a nice ring to it, I thought fuck it, why not make 2021 mine?

Dear, Commoners 😬 (Just kidding!)

Where to start? What a year 2021 has turned out to be! One beautiful outcome of this pandemic is that while we mightn’t necessarily see it, it has united us all in grief. And, while some have indeed suffered more than others, I fail to think of an individual whose life hasn’t been seriously inconvenienced as a result.

While coronavirus has united us in grief, paradoxically, it appears to have divided us in hate, with a splitting right down the middle, similar to Moses parting the Sea (Exodus 14:21, for which you can read the scientific proof of here 😳). Opinions over coronavirus, vaccines, conspiracies and everything in between have resulted in quite the extravagant, not-so-little shit show.

I, for one, take comfort in knowing the reason for the great divide is our overwhelming need for certainty. The only difference is how one derives it. And therefore, I must conclude everyone is likely just doing their best to get through this cluster fuck of a pandemic.

Because it’s Christmas, family must now enter the mix to stir up the pot. Family time for many is great, but for many more, it, unfortunately, is not…