Monday, December 31, 2007
Happy New Year!
Nearly 50 years of hopes crushed and lives postponed; a generation already buried and another on the way to extinction; our country in ruins and our people still trapped amid those ruins, our only friend is the clock and also our worst enemy, for its marches bring us closer to the day of our country's deliverance but also shorten our own days. Forty-nine years we have stood on the threshold of the New Year and prayed that that the evil that was born with this day might pass with it. Forty-nine years we have been disappointed. There is always a margin for hope and despair will do no more for us than can hope.
So let us raise our glasses again with the same familiar toast, now unspoken but still as deeply felt.
May this year change everything but our abiding love for country and our boundless faith in our countrymen.