Well, it’s started well enough. Almost like any other. Loads of mind-boggling stuff on the telly. Too much drink around the place. Arguments already developing over the outcome of the UK’s election and the true nature of Brexit, and politics in general. The lot, really, just like any other new year.
Except this is a new decade, and we somehow seem to expect more than if it were just any old year that’s just starting. 1966, say. Or 2013. Of course, we didn’t know England would win the football World Cup in 1966. And I can’t even remember if anything significant happened in 2013. But they both shared a beginning, as did every other year that history has recorded.
The question now is: what will this year be like, and how shall we view it at its end?
I certainly hope we won’t be looking back and remembering that an important Iranian general was dead before the year was a week old, killed in a planned American air strike. No doubt, the media will be quick to remind us. If we should all live long enough to see the end of this year and the beginning of the next.
20/20 vision is a wonderful gift, but 2020 forecasting is a mug’s game.