An oft-shared sentiment between my eldest daughter and myself, “Whatever! It’s 2009!” seems to capture, precisely, our thoughts and feelings on so much of life.  It’s a guttural, primitive cry of the human spirit.  It expresses in its very essence a disenchantment with our current urban society that we cannot express so succinctly ourselves.  It is a primordial, cathartic release.  And so, without further ado, I give you “Whatever! It’s 2009!”