An Era Ends, Another Begins
September 18th, 2006 by jam
Turned 30 today.
The feelings are mixed, as you might well imagine. On the one hand, the 20’s are over. A decade concluded; an era ended. On the other hand, I can only look back with fondness, and without regret, at the times gone by. On the third hand, the second hand that twitches agitatedly, relentlessly into the future, I feel nothing but content with the base I’ve built up and excitement and interest for what that future holds.
I have beer with me, to mark the occasion, but it’s too early for the beer to be talking. I’m doing the talking, and I’m saying thankyou.
Here’s to the well wishers who somehow remembered today (I know some of you fuckers have cron jobs or it’s programmed into your phone, that’s cheating).
Here’s to the friends of birthdays past; most of you are still my friends and most of you are still in touch. When next we meet, let’s get pissed and fall over. Roll on the irresponsible 30’s! hahaha
Here’s to the lovers that I’ve been with. It was hot, it was sweet, it was wild, it was cool, it was great, it was over and I’ll love you forever. Relationships change, lives change, people change. Love, loyalty and honour do not.
Here’s to the doubters. I know you’re still out there. You thought I could never get anything going. Well, more than one business venture I helped start ended up breaking even, and nothing ever ended in a total loss. Software I wrote still makes things happen in far away places. And some near to hand
I got out with a CV that looked okay and I got a “real job” or two to learn what I could. I’ve got a car, I pay bills and rent, I’ve got an investment and I’ve never been fired. I’ve had some scowls from managers but more usually bewildered joy. I made it to 30. You keep on doubting - I’ll keep on ignoring it and achieving whatever you think is impossible.
Here’s to Melanie. I love you
Here’s to the future. Here’s to real challenges.
Here’s to everybody who will die of starvation this year.
Here’s to everyone who will die because they can’t get clean water.
Here’s to everyone who will be shot or hacked up or beaten to death in a war that will get both sides nothing.
Here’s to every adult and child who’s died of cholera since 1879, rabies since 1882, tetanus since 1890, typhoid fever since 1896, diptheria since 1921, whooping cough since 1926, tuberculosis since 1927, yellow fever since 1932, typhus since 1937, the flu since 1945, polio since 1952, measles since 1963, mumps since 1967, or rubella since 1970.
Here’s to the three million kids who will die of malaria this year, for the want of an $8 bednet or $5 in drugs.
Last but not least, here’s to the billions who will starve at the end of the century because we’ve de-terraformed our planet to a sixty-degree desert wasteland.
Here’s to you. I haven’t forgotten, and I’m still coming, no matter how late.

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