2020.
Hindsight.
Is this going to be the year of hindsight? Will this be a year we spend looking back trying to remember the lessons past?
That’s just what popped into my mind last night: 2020 hindsight.
One thing’s for sure, this year is going to be, to put it politely, “interesting.”
Keeping in mind this is MY blog, and these are MY thoughts and opinions…
The last year has been one that just seems to scream “HELP!” and “Get your facts straight!” Even now, people, news (and so-called news) outlets are showing they don’t have a clue right off the bat.
For one thing…this is NOT a new decade. Get it right, folks! The new decade doesn’t start until 2021.01.01. There is no year 0, so decade, century, millennium counts do not start at years ending in 0, they start with years ending in 1. Think about it clearly and without bias: The first year we start counting in AD is the year 1. So, when is ten years later? Year 10, of course! Years 1 through 10 are the first decade, years 11 through 20 the next and so on to now where this decade consists of the years 2011 through 2020 and the next decade will be 2021 through 2030.
Back to hindsight, the original topic of this post.
Every start of the new year we really should spend some time looking at the recent past and comparing it to pasts even older. What have we learned? What have we applied the lessons of history to? What have we failed to apply the lessons of history to?
Those and other questions are the reason why it struck me that 2020 Hindsight should be the name of this particular year. It fits the saying, ‘20-20 hindsight,’ after all.
Unfortunately, 20-20 hindsight refers to things being clearer after the fact and does not refer to actually learning from that clarity.
I have to admit that a lot of what I’ve witnessed this past year, especially in the last half of the year, scares me. Knee-jerk reactions without thinking. An increasing feeling of empowerment to attack anything different. Strident calls to clamp down on liberties in the name of safety. Refusals to take responsibility. A president and a public national appearance I’m ashamed of. Ignorance of scientific fact because they don’t match an agenda. Lack of care for the needs of future generations. Lots more like this.
Ah, but then once I get past my own knee-jerk reaction to all these things mentioned in the previous paragraph, I see a glimmering of hope.
Looking at known history, as best I know it to be true, humans as a whole have managed to survive this far. It’s not been a clean, trouble-free journey, that’s for sure. Our past is littered with carnage of our own design, and likely our future will be as well. At least for a while, relatively speaking. But the thing is, there is hope.
I see it in the Renaissance. I see it after most major wars. I even see it in the more recent past. I even see, faint though it be, hope from 2019.
And there, friends, is another thing that helps us humans survive despite the odds against us.
Optimism.