Hate. The nastiest of
all human behaviours and yet, under certain unique circumstances, it is understandable,
even forgivable. Who can find fault with someone disgusted with grapefruit juice? And who got upset when the Brussel Sprout Appreciation Society was
raided and its founders publically executed? No, hatred can at times be
justified.
Take this year 2014, for example. Now, I’m not big year
hater. I was a huge fan of 1985, and who could ever be upset with that cuddly
ol’ 1996? However, 2014 has been an insufferable cad of a year! It allowed ISIS
to run amok, Boko Haram to kidnap those schoolgirls, and Israel to nearly crush
Palestine under its military’s might.
It also gave Vladimir Putin a free hand in picking up some prime
real estate on the Black Sea for nearly nothing. It stood idly by as Ebola killed
over seven thousand and, as for airline disasters? Well, let’s just say it
was a good year to make sure your boarding pass didn’t say Malaysia Airlines.
Yes 2014, stood by and did nothing when a lone gunman held the patrons of a Sydney coffee shop hostage, eventully killing two innocent people. In the states, there were over fifty shootings involving
three or more fatalities, communities were rocked by violence in connection
with police officer shootings of members of the public, and one-hundred and
fourteen police officers died in the line of duty (over half as a result of
gunfire, assault, or vehicular assault.)
And obviously 2014 was seriously
pissed-off with those who made us laugh: Robin Williams, Rik Mayall, Joan
Rivers, southern comic and singer Tim Wilson, and Harold Ramis all passed on. Others who entertained us, but
apparently also had a falling out with 2014 at some point were: James Garner,
Phillip Seymour Hoffman, and Lauren Bacall.
Not sure where to mention this, but I also lost my Batman Pez
dispenser back in June.
Oh, you was a year that begged to be hated.
Good riddance 2014,
and take 1977 with you!
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