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Happy New Year

So it was that time of year again - it was about to end. Well I am always confounded by how the human race has set itself markers to define how they are about to spend their time during the course of their existence on this rock.

New Year Eve is one such. It is essentially an arbitrary point in time for the rock that does not much care - merely spinning away as it has done for billions of years taking a leisurely stroll around its mother ship; the Star we know as our Sun.

As to the evolved species that occupies the planet their minds suddenly get oriented to defining how they would like to focus on the passage of the one thing they have come to fuss over most - TIME.

The switch to another year is marked by variety of anal events like watching a mechanically exercised lit ball descend in a crowded and often very chilly night on the east coast of a particular continent to huge amounts of chemicals being lit in the form of fireworks to shapely and unshapely organisms gyrating to bizzare sounds (DJ inspired music et al) while trying to consume variety of bubbly or not so bubbly beverages.

This activity is often followed by the multiple and repititious ritual of saying 'Happy New Year' to no one in particular and to everyone at the same time. Whether it is their express wish or merely another ritualistic trait is unclear if one was to observe from outer space but it appears that this activity gives the participant certain joy and distraction from the hum drum daily routine that is their life.

So whether anal or banal this activity is here to stay and many a business will profit from its occurence.

So Happy New Year All!

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