I am an honest-to-goodness hypocrite. Let it be known, however, that I have not developed a general fondess for or acceptance of hypocrites simply as a result of by becoming one of them.
Before I continue on to babble endlessly about hypocrisy and my many theories regarding it (yes, I have theories), I will get straight to the point of this post.
Before my very eyes, it has become the year 2011. As the time switched from 11:59:59 p.m. to 12:00:00 a.m., masses of people throughout the world committed to becoming better people - promising to drink less, be nicer to others, lose weight and go to the gym... Why is it that we wait until the new year to make such vows? Why do we in September say to ourselves that we will wait til January to alter a habit in great need of change? Why does a simple change from one calendar date to the next (differentiated from other such changes only by a single-digit difference in year) imply a great internal rennovation?
This worldly concoction has become as much a hinderence as it has a productive upheaval.
Finally, to bring in the hypocritical element: I love making new years resolutions. Too easily do I convince myself that they are the only way to change...and the minute I fail in one way or another, I give them up completely. I've fallen victim to a vicious cycle. One month out of the year I abide by the laws I have created for myself, and the other 11 months I wait for the first month to come around again to become "better" once again. Perhaps to further the hypocrisy, I've made a resolution to change this.