Monday, December 31, 2018
A year in review
Over the past year I have produced 365 blog posts, unless it was leap year, in which case there will be an extra one squeezed in there somewhere. You may have missed one or many of these posts. And while you could sit down right now (or, er, remain sitting) and read them all, here, on my website, on the Internet, where these posts quietly await such things with a kind of plaintive longing, I accept that you may only have a few moments in this busy world. I understand that you might like to get clear on just what all went on at clerkmanifesto in the past year, but you'd like to do it without any effort, and maybe all in a couple minutes.
So with that in mind I have collected a representative line (or two) from my essays from each month of the year to represent our journey; a year in review by way of brief quotes. And so here, in brief, is 2018 on clerkmanifesto:
Truth with its paltry rewards still beats the alternatives.
The world is practically drowning in luck, until, finally, the luck runs our way, and then it's justice.
Magic is the absence of illusion.
The speed at which I work has absolutely no effect on the speed of time.
In America those with time have nowhere to go, and those with somewhere to go have no time.
A good idea is a good idea, until it is taken under consideration.
The price of apathy towards public affairs is to be ruled by evil men.
Which explains an awful lot about our world right now, but then, who cares.
If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all except "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Which, I think, speaks volumes.
Everything that touches you, everything you see, everything that ever happens to you your whole life through, it's all personal.
It's just not all against you.
Golf is a peaceful game, but like everything else down here, only from the clouds.
I'm a glass is half full kind of guy even if it's actually empty.
You have to order the Universe or it will be ordered for you.
Happy New Year to you. And though that's just a paraphrase of a quote by several billion other people, I still mean it.