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It’s (sort of) the start of a new decade, and every blogger and tin-pot commentator (like yours portly) has been putting out prediction posts for the decade. My good friend and fellow blogger Bette Cox has written not one, but two posts about the coming decade, based on her prayer-conversation with God.
I’ve taken more of the approach of photog at Orion’s Cold Fire: rather than offering lock-of-the-century predictions, I’ve just commented on things as they stand currently. I am notoriously bad at making predictions and calling elections.
That said, I thought I’d play to my strengths and instead write about The Twenties—the 1920s. Yes, it’s a bit hackneyed, but looking back at the past can be instructive of where we are now, if not what our futures hold.
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