In the middle of the madness, the deaths, the impending collapse of modern society, and the election of a moron, there was one shining wondrous event. At least I know I’m safe when the looting starts.īut, to bring it back around to the one good thing did happen in 2016, Let’s talk about Fun Publications, Botcon, and Transformers, at least. The Cubs and Trump are clearly the first two signs of the apocalypse. The Cubs won the world series in a year that was so bad, that it’s hard to even care. In aircraft lingo, put your head between your knees and kiss your ass goodbye, because 2017 is coming for that last ounce of hope you have.
I know people talk about hope and a better year, but the world is likely to go completely to hell over the next four years. We were well and truly fucked by 2016, and 2017 isn’t going to be better. (Read my obituary for America if you care. As expected the Electoral Cowards failed to do anything about that. We elected a sniveling, racist, sexist, misogynistic, loud mouth, incompetent, pile of dog shit (not that I have anything against dogs) who got rich by going bankrupt and not paying taxes President. It seemed like every day some terrible thing was happening in the world, and then we got the cherry on top of the diarrhea sundae. There were a lot more, but frankly I’m getting depressed, so I’ll leave it at that. And millions of voices cried out in terror, as we lost Admiral Akbar, R2-D2, and our princess. “The Greatest” left us, as did Willy Wonka (the good one). (Look it up, I’m old.) The Goblin King sings no more. Detectives Fish and Harris turned in their badges. Professor Snape will be remembered…always. In the larger view of the world, we had a string of celebrity deaths that defies belief. There was lots of other crap, but that hits the lowest points. In between the Red Sox were swept out of the playoffs.
(I spent six months off my feet after foot surgery last year, so I was really over that crap before I fell.) The year ended with a root canal two days ago. Since it is New Years Eve, a brief recap of the year seems in order.įor me personally, 2016 started off with falling and tearing up my leg in January. Frankly, 2016 has sucked balls in so many ways that bitching about Fun Publications wasn’t super high on my priority list. Third, once I did have the toys, I kept putting it off because I had more important stuff going on. Second, it took me forever to track down all of this year’s toys. There are a few reasons I waited so long to write this, chief among them being, that nobody really cares. Yes, I just compared Fun Publications to a rat borne disease that killed 50 million people. This must be what Europe felt like when the Black Death stopped wiping out whole towns. Our long national nightmare is at an end. My 2016 | 2016 at Large | Goodbye Fun Pub | 2016 Botcon Toy Reviews
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