I clearly remember how the 2010s started. I left a New Year party at a friend's house in the early morning, around 6 or 7am. As I turned the first corner to the metro station, I heard a horn. I looked and there was a silver Volkswagen. The window was down, and the anonymous driver thrust his middle finger at me. Just a fraction of a second, then he drove off, noisily.
That certainly set a theme. Even though that anonymous middle finger was seen ten years ago, it seems like the sort of thing that kept on happening throughout the decade*: austerity, precarity, fascism in politics and in person. Still, many things did happen during this decade, and many of those were good. And many good and bad things indeed seem like a long time ago. Such is the nature of time when getting older, I guess.
Anyway. Taking stock of the whole year — the good things, the bad things, then the books, the music, the TV shows, the movies... it's no longer fun. This year I got tired of the idea before even considering it. Then I felt like I should write some kind of retrospective on the whole decade: that's too much, and I won't do it. Jason Kottke still has that will and discipline, and that's why he's successful: go read his best of the best of the best listicle post if that's what you came here for.
For I will do something else. I'll pronounce this website as in maintenance. I cannot be bothered by it. Whatever is automatic will be updated (Instagram photos and Pocket favourites routed to Twitter), whatever is not, won't. And whenever I finish writing my PhD, which hopefully will happen sometime in mid-2020, then maybe I'll bring over a mop and some Sonasol and clean up this unwieldly mess of a website.
Have a great New Year!
* I know we can't even agree on whether the new decade starts 2020 or 2021. I know that years are ordinal so a 'mathematical decade' starts in 2021. But a far more practical 'language decade' — the twenties — should cover 2020, or else it would be absurd to leave out the year the decade is named after. So. There.