The decade started with viewers rushing home from work or wherever they had been for round-the-clock updates on the miners trapped by the Chilean mining accident. The cave-in took place on Thursday, August 5, 2010 at the San José copper–gold mine, located in the Atacama Desert in northern Chile. Television cameras from around the world rushed to the South America country to cover the plight of the thirty-three men trapped 2,300 feet underground. Fortunately, in the end, the miners were rescued after 69 days beneath the Earth’s surface.
In a similar, but albeit different mode, the decade ended with viewers rushing home for updates on the House’s impeachment of U.S. President Donald Trump. News media from around the world again covered the ups and downs of the impeachment, circling for any sliver of new information or news.
The past decade has certainly seen its share of news. The tragedy of the earthquake in Haiti, which saw the death toll reaching more than 200,000 has been replaced on a smaller scale with the tragedy of the earthquake in New Zealand.
While sobering, the news hasn’t been all bad.
Blink and you’ll miss it
One day you wake up and look out your window and just like that ten years have flashed by in a blink of an eye. Toy Story 3 and the final installment of the Harry Potter franchise have been replaced by Avengers: Endgame and Captain Marvel as two of the top grossing movies.
I know it intrinsically, but I’m always surprised how time keeps moving on. In the words of Geoffrey Chaucer, “time and tide wait for no man.” Or even William Penn’s advice, “Time is what we want most, but what we use worst.”
Getting used to constant change
I don’t expect to stop or slow time — I get what Penn is trying to convey — but I certainly don’t expect it to fly by. Tomorrow night we’ll celebrate the passing of another year and the end of a decade. I still haven’t gotten used to writing 2000 anything when I have to put the date on a form or even in the rare occurrence anymore of writing out a check, and we’re already well past it, moving into the second decade of the 2000s.
Of course, I’ll celebrate the new year like everyone else, but I have a simple goal for this next decade. It’s a little strange, but I want to slow things down. If nothing more, I hope to take five minutes to catch my breath and thank others for the blessings I’ve been given.
Yes, yes, I get it. My plan is not very sexy, it’s It’s not as sexy as keeping up with the newest app or staying in the loop with the constant changes on social media, but I suspect it’s just what the doctor ordered to keep me on my toes for another three or four decades.
Happy New Year.