The 00s

How do you sum up a year, let alone a decade?

Well... I know a lot of people are ready to kick oh-nine to the curb. It was rough. It knocked us around, took our lunch money, called us a fatty, and skipped town. Eff you, '09!

2009 was a beast, a bully. But it was a fitting end to a decade marked by excess and humility. '09 had nothing on '01, the year New Yorkers and the world lost their innocence. And it doesn't hold a candle to '04, the year an earthquake ripped open the middle of the ocean and killed 300,000 people. 2009 was tough, but we'd toughened up by the time it came around.

The double o's (I refuse to call them the aughts) were marked by amazing technological advancements and incredible amounts of bad reality TV. People became famous for being famous. We started talking less and typing, then texting, then tweeting more. It was really bad and really good all at once. A pupu platter of Paris and pop culture and politics and mustaches that went from ironic to really annoying. And Kanye. And cupcakes.

I doubt anyone will really know what these last ten years have meant until we've comfortably settled into the teens. But I hope that when we do, we'll take what we've learned and make the next ten years a bit brighter, kinder, and more meaningful.

On a personal note, I want to thank you for being such wonderful readers and for making this place one that I look forward to coming to every day.

Have a happy, happy new year!

Much love,

Bee

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