Sixteen Years

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Hangin’ on, hangin’ out
There’s a place for me & you
Hangin’ round, hangin’ free
We got nothin’ else to do
Turn it up, fade it down
Yeah, that song it saved my life
Perfect teeth a perfect smile
Oh, she was a friend of mine
Let’s go out to the place
Where the hands of time are slowed
No one walks, no one dies
No more hassles anymore

It really has been that long. It seems impossible to believe, but today marks sixteen years – SIXTEEN YEARS! – since I first wrote a post on what would soon be named The Slope of Hope.

Slope has succeeded in spite of itself. I can’t imagine a more hostile environment for a website with a strong libertarian political value set coupled with a perma-bearish outlook. We live in a world in which the government has never been more powerful or influential, markets have never been so manipulated, and stocks have never been so bullish. And yet here we are. I can only imagine what Slope would be like in an honest-to-God Slope-friendly world.

I thank you, my friends, for making all of this possible.

As for the video, I strongly suggest you use full screen mode, crank the volume, and relive the memories. Plus, listen to the words. I have no idea how much longer I will be doing this, but it seems impossible that any of it could stop.

Peace will come
With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
Between the King and the Queen of Swords