The Vikings of Scandinavia (are there any others?) have stated that next year will be known as The Year of the Berserker. (The Chinese have been naming years long enough, it’s time for someone else to try.)
That berserk warrior who cannot be contained or stopped, who fights to kill or die, who is the epitome of pure violence and fury – that’s the guy! Everybody’s going to become like him in the new year.
This is a mixed message. Sure, when scum like Nazis or people from Kentucky who live deep in the mountains but have good jobs in the GOP, sure when they go berserk, people die or get arrested, like Antifa woman with Jeffery Epstein rapist babies.
But when, say, the women (and men) of Iran or the people of China (especially Hong Kong and Shanhai) go berserk, well then, only good can come from such warriors.
It can go either way next year. Good or pure evil. Of course, when fighting begins, the fog moves in, and sometimes you can’t tell who’s who – the good can look bad, the bad can look delicious – but berserk is berserk – there’s no stopping the blind rage that makes for great TV news!
Gonna be a stay-at-home year, watching TV, skipping the next few viruses we’re all supposed to not go berserk over.
