03 January, 2015

old jokes, new year

The same old jokes, the reassuringly never-changing one-liners and ribbing.

That's what the New Year should be about, at this time of life I think. That the best parts of yesteryear remain as constant as ever. And the new things ring joyfully close to the old cheer, which gives more a familiar welcome from the sameness.

 We have become resistant to change, at some deep level. As a generation. Or rather, this coterie from my generation.

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