2009 wasn’t the kind of year to inspire elation, except in its passing. And yet, things didn’t turn out as badly as they could have. Which isn’t to say this was a good year – just a less catastrophic one than we feared in January.
With the entire world coming apart at the seams, Re:Generator limped onward, suffering the slings and arrows of circumstance but still able to patch up our wounds and write:
Best of Re:Generator in 2009: January, February and March; April, May and June; July, August and September; and October, November and December.
We savaged every permutation of ideological idiocy we could:
This Year in Duh, parts One and Two.
We discovered the joys of second-run theaters that sold beer. And between sips, watched movies in those theaters:
We took in a steady diet of shows that would have rotted lesser minds:
We read – and enjoyed – enough new books to justify giving the format its own list, thus making us feel better about our own intellectual seriousness:
We then negated that by looking at drawings of well-dressed apes and spandex-clad superheroes:
We carefully built up our indie cred, only to see it offset by Lady GaGa and Susan Boyle:
We also watched a lot of music videos, when the prospect of searching through our iPods proved to be too daunting:
Fifteen music videos to remember 2009 by and Fifteen more music videos to remember 2009 by.
We tried to keep up on the latest video game releases without completely emptying our bank accounts:
Your Digital Manual Release: Holiday Buying Guide 2009 and Game of the Year.
We rewrote Christ’s origin story just in time for Christmas:
The Gospel According to Luke, Chapter Two: Rise of the Dragon Christ.
TIME’s selection for Person of the Year was an individual no one was too happy about. The New Oxford American Dictionary’s word of the year was not a word associated with happiness, but as per usual, was very modern.
2009 took much from us all, and returned very little. Good riddance…
…and have a happy new year! How much worse can things get, short of widespread famine or an unstoppable worldwide plague? …Oh. No nuclear winter, at least?
