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You're right -- this IS brilliant! Worth the watch! And I love the word "enshittification."
>Out of habit<, we watch the >KIA< ball drop at Midnight. We turn on [Dick Clark] at 11:55, follow the count down (once the 3 minutes of commercials end). "Happy New Year", the turn off the TV and aim for bed. I even learned how to recork the champagne (save a wine cork!) for breakfast mimosa's! Part of that is that neither of us can stand to be awake much past Midnight, in general, and part of it is... where would you go if you DID want to go out?
When I was in my late 20's, I lived in Boston just off Harvard Square (wonderful, rent-control apartment in walking distance to EVERYTHING). I had a bunch of idiot friends who would come up, and we would take the subway into Boston to celebrate "First Night" on the Boston Harbor. LOTS of antifreeze (booze, baby, booze), lots of noise, lots of other idiots all out in the [fucktacularly] freezing weather (Boston, late December, who knew?) Had a BLAST! Fireworks and (Ooooo!) a LASER SHOW on the skyscrapers at Midnight. But... like Hank Green intoned - noting enshitified. No branding, no (apparent) corporate sponsorship, other than the obligatory sausage vendors selling cart food, no consumerism (none of the now trendy and EXPENSIVE food trucks). The Boston Arts commission put on the show. When it was over, we would weave our way back to the subway station and back to the apartment to strip and collapse in a heap of drunken slumber. THOSE were New Years celebrations!
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