and even my enemies who follow the blog just to rage at it, a year 2015 full of good surprises. May you discover a great new book, or even a small one, good music you did not know about, or even a simple small painting or sculpture that rejoices your heart. Or, may you fall in love, even if only with a dog.
I have special political wishes too.
Liberals: May your hearts have a collision with rationality.
Libertarians: May you finally confront the central problem of power.
Conservatives : I hope you will stop falling into the traps the bad guys lay out for you. Immigration reform is an example.
My only 2015 resolution is to stop being nice to old hypocrites.
I was going to promise to improve this year my artsy-craftsy skills to make this blog better-looking but I decided the task was too great for me. This will remain a spartan-looking blog. (I am not bragging, I am confessing.)
One more thing. All of you: Buy my book: I Used to Be French: an Immature Autobiography. See the reviews on Amazon. Order from there or from me directly at: firstname.lastname@example.org.