I’m a lazy person, which is why I was just going to post that gif of a dumpster fire and call it a day. Since I can’t figure out how to make a gif work as the featured picture, I’ll have to write. Stupid laziness.

I just deleted a whole bunch of negativity about 2017. It’s easy to be negative, because there is a whole lot of very, very bad stuff looming over our heads. Yes, even the heads of the very, very rich, because they have yet to figure out how to avoid doing things like breathing and eating. Yes, they can afford cleaner air and food that’s not made of artificial flavorings and sawdust, but they’re still human and need the same things as the rest of us, which means they’re just as screwed if we don’t get our act together.

The acts we need to get together: reversing climate change, eliminating nuclear weapons, feeding humanity, breaking kleptocracy, smashing institutional racism, undoing all of these bullshit laws that keep people from voting just because they’re poor/people of color/women/unlikely to vote for the GOP, keeping police from shooting citizens or robbing them via civil forfeiture, fully funding public education, and eating more tacos. Acts are not listed in any order of priority. Despair is not on the agenda.

So, was 2016 a complete disaster? On the one hand, my kid’s Girl Scout troop expanded, and everyone’s having fun, including the kid. Anne did the New York Marathon and kept her goal time. And me? Well, Windswept got nominated for the Philip K. Dick Award, and Like A Boss got published. “Oh Give Me A Home” got a real cool audio treatment. And, thanks to the magic of physical therapy, I can move my left shoulder again. So, small victories.

What’s going to happen in 2017? With any luck, I’ll sell some more books that you can buy for money. A lot of excellent books will be published, and we’ll get to read them. And there’s always the hope that Congress impeaches the bejeezus out of the crooked pile of goat excrement who’s about to waltz into the White House and turn the nation into a piggy bank for his cronies. None of these things will happen without hard work and organizing, which is difficult even on the best of days. I believe in my heart and in my guts that there will be nothing more important in 2017 than resisting the tsunami of hate and corruption that’s going to crash over the United States and the world, that we will have to fight the looming entropy with hope and fact and humor, that none of this is over until we decide it is. Make the art you’ve always wanted to make. Run for the office you’ve always wanted to run for. Take that class, make that change, talk to your doctor about getting your life together. There will be plenty of people who will say that, no, look, everything is going to be fine. Those people are fooling themselves for a paycheck and a chance to go on cable tv. The danger is real, the time to act is now, and it starts today.