Sometimes, even for a slow learner like me, eventually there's a breakthrough. Don't get excited now, nothing enlightening, no amazing insights that will change your life.
People's parents are dying, going mad, getting ill. The smiling, delightful children we know are changing into sullen, moody, ungrateful teenagers. The economy is going to take forever to recover. And now a man I know well, a business friend for 20 years, has had a massive stroke and is unlikely to pull through. About my age, no previous health problems. Same business issues, however, as so many of us now.
The worst of it is the slow recognition, the gradual realisation that this is just the start. We are entering the period of shittiness. For my generation, the best times have probably been and gone and were so busy at work we didn't even notice.
I spit in the face of new millennium wisdom about mindfulness. The very very last thing we want to do is become consciously aware of world around us and be completely present to every moment.
Stop drinking? You're mad. Take up smoking instead. Start doing cocaine, smack. Butter the bread when you make your bacon sandwiches; get some chips on the side. Have sex while you still can - it might be your last erection. Skid through the rest of life to the accompaniment of booze, loud music and selfishness.
We're more than half-dead anyway.
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