I want to begin by thanking God for the life He has given me. I want to testify publicly that He has been my faithful Provider, Comforter and Friend. He has not once given up on me, even when I wanted to give up on myself. 2019 was a year of great blessings, and I am confident that 2020 will be as well. His will be done.
So it’s the last day of 2019. It’s late afternoon where I am, and I am already sensing the excitment in the air at the prospect of a new year heading our way. It’s scary, it’s overwhelming, but I have peace because God is with me and the Lord Jesus Christ is my Savior.
I have fond memories of many New Year’s Eves when I was growing up in my mother’s apartment, and she and I used to watch the ball drop and the Guy Lombardo show. There would be cheese and crackers, potato chips and ginger ale, and we would have a good time every New Year’s Eve, just the two of us. But New Year’s Eve is not so innocent anymore. I think when the Guy Lombardo show went off, it started to get more and more worldly. Yet I’m glad I have those childhood memories.
It’s just a matter of a few hours before that Times Square Ball drops. We watch it on TV, but I myself don’t watch anything but the countdown and the ball drop proper. I have no patience for watching those frantic people cheering and waving and tooting their horns. All that is annoying. I just want the GOOD PART, the countdown from 2019 to 2020!
I also detest and never watch the shows and performances by Godless people who just want to be seen and praised as heroes. Talk about weird and an eyesore! Are you kidding me? I don’t know who will be performing tonight at New Year’s Eve, but for sure I don’t care! New York, aside from California, is a town chock full of fruits and nuts! There’s bars, theaters and houses of debauchery everywhere in New York City! Another reason why I hate crowds: you don’t know who (or what) will end up next to you! It’s a sodomite’s paradise! They don’t call it “the city that never sleeps” for nothing! And I’m FROM Manhattan too! Go figure!
In this website, it tells you what you can do on New Year’s Eve in Times Square. Carefully notice what they say after you find your coveted spot and the barricades are up. Look at what this nutty writer says. First, before you venture out into Times Square, they tell you to dress warmly, eat a good hearty meal, and bring snacks because you’re going to be out in the freezing cold for several hours; but, not to be gross, then they tell you that you won’t be able to relieve yourself unless you forfeit your spot! The police don’t let you out to go to a bathroom at all! The restaurants and bars will NOT let you in to their public restrooms. Sure, they’re not making money off of that!
You will NEVER catch me in New York City for ANY reason. Last time I was in New York City, it was for my aunt’s funeral. I would never stand outside in the cold for SEVERAL HOURS for any reason! I have enough sense to stay inside where it’s warm and cozy, and I have instant access to a bathroom should nature call! Sorry, but common sense is still alive and well in a few of us!
The only good thing I see in all this is that the NYPD bans drinking alcohol during the festivities. So don’t try to bring your own booze to the ball drop! You could end up in a jail cell for however long! Of course that doesn’t deter people much, since they can imbibe and lush all they want in the area bars, restaurants and clubs. I hate that saying, “Drink responsibly.” Drunk driving is epidemic on New Year’s Eve in the Big Apple! Ugh, the whole concept of alcohol makes me SICK!
After the ball drops, I’m going to bed, having to listen to horns blowing for hours afterward by drunk people who can’t shut up and quit their partying! Ugh, New Year’s Eve is DISGUSTING!! In my opinion, New Year’s Eve is just like Christmas, with the lights and the drinking and the carousing and the singing of nasty worldly songs that won’t leave your head for hours. It’s all COMMERCIALISM and SIN!! And God HATES IT!! ABC, NBC, FOX and CBS belong in Hell where they came from!! Have some sense, reader, and turn it all off!
Until next year…