It'll be the first of May when this post goes up. One of those holidays you completely forget about unless you're looking at a calendar. 

     May day. I'm not the first to note that it sounds like a cry for help. I don't know that people want help exactly, but I have a strong suspicion that most people are looking for a sign that things are going to get better some day. 

    I'm not the person to give you one, if you are looking for one. Frankly, a lot of the emphasis that things will get better from people strikes me less as optimistic and more as desperate to believe in something. But I do think that things are going to get better. The human race has proven to be a spectacularly stupid species during the two million years it's been on earth. But in spite of our limitations, we've accomplished a lot. Mostly by not giving up, even when we clearly should have. I can't say I think the next year, or even the next decade, will be easy, but I firmly believe that when the dust settles, we'll get right back up and keep going, learning exactly as much as we usually do from these situations. I don't know where we're going, I just know that we'll end up somewhere nobody else has been before.