By Charlie Hodge
Welcome 2018. Or more precisely glad to see you go 2017.
Like many other folk one of my human foibles is the ability to easily fall into silly rituals and flawed fantasies. Logic dictates that the mere flip of a calendar page does not change our fortunes in life, however reality aside I openly admit to happily waving goodbye to 2017.
In my myopic mirror the past year sucked.
The nightmare began the final day of 2016 when our house experienced lost power for two days during sub zero weather, followed by electrical issues, a flood in the basement, then more electrical problems including a whopping bill for repairing the heater. All within 10 days.
Meanwhile an abscess tooth on Jan. 4 turned into a life threatening battle that consumed the rest of the year—four oral surgeries resulting in removal of all my teeth but four, two separate major operations involving the insertion of two separate titanium plates in my jaw, removal of nearly five inches of bone in my leg then grafted into my new jaw, a tracheotomy, approximately more than 350 stitches, 90 staples and 17 screws in either my jaw, face or leg.
In addition I am still alive and, short of death, 2018 can only promise better luck. So…as silly as being excited about the start of a new year promising a change in luck or fortune is—I am gleefully embracing the concept.
I’m thrilled to be here, honoured to be on City Council, and thankful for all the simple yet wonderful things that each day brings.
Who says that old dogs cannot learn?
While I am over the top with the start of a new year I must admit that it has been kicked off with some serious trepidation from comments by the madman south of the border. In yet another childish, moronic and dangerous verbal diarrhea session on New Year’s eve, President Donald stoked the heated fires between the U.S. and North Korea tweeting about Kim Jong-Un, “Will someone from his depleted and food starved regime please inform him that I too have a Nuclear Button, but it is a much bigger and more powerful one than his, and my Button works.”
Trump’s silly threat came after Jong-Un’s annual speech cautioned that, “The U.S. should know that the button for nuclear weapons is on my table.”
Trump’s idiotic diatribe once again sheds light on his profound lack of maturity, comprehension, and ability to be President and once again suggests the man is not playing with a full deck. Sadly he is playing poker with world peace.
The absurdity of the situation, and genuine concern of Trump’s unstable command of the ship, continues to mystify many Canadians and other folks around the world who ponder just how long such insanity will be allowed to continue.
What will it actually take for the current corrupt and clearly incompetent leader and his close entourage of nefarious supporters to be dethroned? Why has Trump not already been impeached?
How can Trump’s attempts to block or stall legal and proper investigations into his actions continue to be tolerated?
The majority of United States media seem to now recognize the man is a mindless menace. Apparently so do many within various levels of government, so it is boggling what the holdup is in shutting down this reckless tyrant.
As I look into 2018 I see a number of potential positive predictable possibilities, which I shall babble about next column, however suffice to say I am convinced Mr. Trump will no longer be running the zoo by the end of this new year. One can only hope.
Charlie Hodge has been writing for the Capital News since the late 1970s.
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