What the heck? It’s a whole new month since the last time I blogged?
It feels like it was just yesterday I was complaining about all the people who couldn’t believe it was August already. I guess the one good thing about people’s premature end-of-summer manifesto is that when September rolls around, nobody is surprised anymore.
Sorry, but I couldn’t help but read these statuses and roll my eyes a little bit. I say that because these are the same people who are doing cartwheels at the end of June because they’re so excited that the school year is finally over.
I do think that teachers are genuinely happy to return to school, but I can’t help but notice a little hypocrisy there. Either way, as meaningful as the start of September is to teachers, conversely, as someone who worked throughout the summer, the new month means absolutely nothing to me.
Alright, maybe that’s a lie. Given that it was the first day of work in a new month that is so closely related to autumn (despite the fact that summer comprises the majority of it), I got into the spirit in two ways: the first being the return of my long-sleeved plaid shirts, and the second being a stop at Starbucks for a seasonal drink — the pumpkin spice latte.
If there is anything that you’re guaranteed to see on Facebook in the first week of September, it’s declarations of people talking about how excited they are that Starbucks has returned the pumpkin spice latte to its menu.
Indeed, it was the first thing I saw when I logged onto Facebook this morning, and I can’t criticize too much, because it motivated me to stop at Starbucks on my way to work and get one myself.
People obsess about weather and seasons. On the first days of fall, winter, spring, and summer, you’re bound to see at least half a dozen Facebook statuses that go something like, “It’s [season]! My favorite time of the year… love this weather!!” So, since I’m getting older and more indifferent towards life in my aging years, rather than expending energy lambasting these people, I’ve picked up a new attitude towards such things: if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.
So what else happened in the world since I last blogged? Oh, the U.S. may be on the brink of war.
I’m not going to pretend that I know more than like two things about this issue. If I’m motivated enough, I might have read a New York Times article 20 minutes ago and based all my knowledge on the subject solely off that. So instead, I’ll go off what I do know.
The Syrian government used chemical weapons against its own people in a very illegal attempt to repel a rebellion. The U.S., being the military superpower that we are, needs to decide if they want to get involved, as a means of telling the rest of the world how unacceptable this behavior is.
The timing of the situation is eerie for any watchers of HBO’s The Newsroom, because this season revolves around fictional allegations that America used sarin gas to rescue its own soldiers. And last I heard, Secretary of State John Kerry is alleging that sarin was among the chemical that Syrians used.
What do I think? I think that whatever decision Barack Obama makes, he is going to be criticized.
In other equally as important news, American Idol named its new judges.
And most importantly, come September, it is football season. Beginning this week, Sundays for the next five months will be dominated by grown men obliterating each other mercilessly in flimsy, non-protective padding, likely causing brain damage that will render them useless before they turn 35.
Got to love it.