The Hideous Year 2016 and the Last Cheerful Nation.

Well the cursed year 2016 is almost over, and like the rest of you I'm rushing off to the year 2017, to try escape the dying old man's murderous scythe.

And this will be my last post for a while, because I'm leaving for Montreal in a couple of hours, and I fear I might not be in shape, or sober enough, to write anything for the next few days.

But before I go, I want to try to cheer up progressives for the last time this year.

By pointing out that even in this grim 2016, there were some things to celebrate.

The Cursed Year 2016, and the Dying of a Musical Generation

There are only five days to go before the hideous year 2016 limps off the stage. But it still seems determined to prove that it was one of the worst years ever.

For not only did it leave us the steaming turd Donald Trump, but it also took so many great artists with it. Leonard Cohen, David Bowie, Prince, and so many others.

It announced ahead of time the death of Gord Downie.

And now it has also claimed George Michael.