Monday, December 29, 2003
BALLS!
I don't recognize the mathematical accident of year-change as an EVENT.
It is all contrived nonsense; premeditated fun; the phoniest of holidays.
I grew up on the drama of the Times Square ball drop; Ben Grauer and Guy Lombardo; black and white television. I have to admit there were a few years I stayed up for the 'fun' of watching thousands cheer. I think it was more the teevee than the event itself. Once I was over that, there was no comparable signpost other than the calendar.
Next week, the gym will be awash in people, new and returning, who got caught in the 'resolution' trap. They will pass through on their way to next year's resolve: unbuffed; deficient in cardio capacity; feeling guilty.
What kind of a holiday is it where celebration is self punishment?
'nuff said.