Howdy readers, and Happy Chinese New Year!
Today marks the beginning of the most auspicious Year of the Dragon, which is ironic since 2012 also allegedly prompts the final countdown toward world destruction. Either way, this year is going to be action packed, Durango-style!
Chinese New Year is one hell of a party. In the past when I celebrated the holiday with my family, I always woke up to red envelopes of “good luck” money and a suckling pig. Further along in the week, there would be fireworks and mooncakes and many babies to kiss on the cheek. There is absolutely nothing about this holiday that I don’t enjoy, and I hope everyone can find time to engage in a little Asian culture this week, starting with a topical poem:
The Dragons Are Singing Tonight
Tonight is the night all the dragons
Awake in their lairs underground,
To sing in cacophonous chorus
And fill the whole world with their sound.
They sing of the days of their glory,
They sing of their exploits of old,
Of maidens and knights, and of fiery fights,
And guarding vast caches of gold.
Some of their voices are treble,
And some of their voices are deep,
But all of their voices are thunderous,
And no one can get any sleep.
I lie in my bed and I listen,
Enchanted and filled with delight,
To songs I can hear only one night a year—
The dragons are singing tonight.