Ryan David Kennedy

We are well into 2008 and there still is no common global name to define this decade. There’s no catchy term like the Roaring Twenties or the Dirty Thirties. These past eight years have remained unnamed and undescribed.

How did we find ourselves in this situation? It’s as if the world was so worried about the global calamity that Y2K was to be that we forgot about the decade to follow. And there was a lot of worry. My computer-programmer brother stockpiled nuts in his basement. But we just woke up to the last year of the 20th century, the dawn of a nameless decade – and a lot of nuts.