Holidays and merriment, arms - metaphorical and not, are temporarily put away as the nation celebrates the season. The future looms in uncertainty, but all that is put aside. A cease fire this is. A halt in hostilities. The calm in the eye of the storm. Next year will be a rough ride, when has it ever been different? My only wish as we go into 2009 - that we get our shit together. And fast.
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