New Year, Same Ol’ Shit

Another uneventful New Year’s Eve after the usual Hawai’i Kai visit. Holidays are brutal for a pariah. No family, no friends, just a seemingly lonely existence. That is why Waikiki is not a bad option for residency. Unfortunately, the Waikiki experience becomes tiring and burdensome in due time.

Dinner was courtesy the fast food joint on Ke’eaumoku Street. The ambiance at the latter location is befitting a pariah. And, the prices for menu items are up to $2 less than the locations in Waikiki. The customers are not the typical pretentious tourists. Rather, there’s an eclectic mix of various Asian senior citizens, locals, and the homeless.

New Year’s Eve in Waikiki, on the other hand, was somewhat more “exciting.” Young hotties were running amuck in skimpy dresses, all of them queuing up for celebrations at the various nightclubs. The International Market Place was bustling with activity. Fortunately, a choice spot was secured in the surrogate “living room.” Absolutely no participation in New Year’s Eve events occurred.

The first day of the new year can be summarized as the same ol’ shit. Morning coffee time is still held at the Discovery Bay (Waikiki) location of the fast food joint. Most of the customers are tourists, which makes for a mediocre experience. The rest of the day was just like any other day with the gym being the main focus of activities.

Ala Moana Center was open for business at the usual time. Obviously, there’s no time for holidays. The entire complex was filled with shoppers at 9:30am for all of the New Year’s Day sales. Can these fools ever get enough of the shopping bullshit? Apparently not. Consumerism has replaced religion as the most prevalent form of the “vital lie.” It has become an “immortality project” of endless scope, as presciently described by the Great Prophet, Ernest Becker. In all honesty, another new year is just another year closer to death.