April is the cruellest month, wrote T.S. Elliot. It’s cruel, he implies, because it disturbs. But, in April, something starts to happen. Here is the end of this part of the poem.
Here’s all you need. Or mostly what you need.
The machines have won. The recent Consumer Electronics trade show in Las Vegas has shown me the future.
Resolve to evolve. 2017 is going to be a year of change. Huge change. Well, ok, change. Change is good.
My pen in hand, my hat askew, / and the interviewee asks, who are you?