Time's 'Decade From Hell' Vs. 'The Best Is Yet To Come"

11/27/2009 09:57 pm ET | Updated May 25, 2011

The day after Thanksgiving is always a day of reflection. Yesterday, we thought about all the reasons we have to be thankful. Today, once we separated into the "I'm not going to fight the Black Friday crowds" or "I'm going shopping" factions, it was back to real life.

I was listening to the radio as I went through the mail.

Friends had been saying, "KGIL is back." That local radio station had changed formats so many times, I didn't know which one to expect. Happily, it turned out that KGIL had become "Retro 1260," and the next few minutes were filled with some of the best music ever.

That was fortunate because topping my mail stack was Time magazine, with the crying baby on the cover and the words, "The Decade From Hell."

I turned up the volume on the radio.

"The Best Is Yet To Come" was playing on the radio. That was encouraging. I wondered if Time and Retro 1260 has somehow digitally arranged for this happy message to greet the pronouncement of what had happened the last 10 years. I know the technology today is amazing.

Time, fortunately, added a line on the cover that read, "and why the next one will be better."

Whew. I was glad to read that. The radio played "The In Crowd." I remembered how important that used to be, many seemingly-heavenly decades ago.

As I read the story in Time and remembered all the terrible events and circumstances (and people) that brought the magazine to this conclusion, the radio played "The Fool on a Hill."

Was that more synergy, saying we should have done more about the wars, or said something about subprime mortgages, or demanded more aid for victims of Hurricane Katrina?

Maybe we would be wiser, and that's why the next decade will be better. The next song was "There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays." Yup.

Page after page, Time's story wasn't convincing me that things would be better. I was just reminded about more things we'd all rather forget.

I blasted the radio, and heard:

"Take one fresh and tender kiss
And one stolen night of bliss,"

and remembered all the happy memories when I used to hear those lyrics in "Memories Are Made of This." Does anyone use words like "tender" and "bliss" any longer? We should.

More bad news in the magazine was accompanied by more inspiration and happiness from the radio. The next song was "I Can't Give You Anything but Love." Literally, that isn't the case. But I know the next decade would be better with more love.

The next song was "More." It was about love, not possessions.

I reached the end of the article just as "It's a Most Unusual Day" started playing. It is a most unusual day, and the decade was, hopefully, unusual. Wouldn't it be ironic, I thought, if the next song would be "Eve of Destruction" or "Revolution"?

I'm ready for a medley of "Sound of Music," "Here Comes the Sun," "Twelfth of Never," "I Feel Pretty," "Strike Up the Band," "and "My Funny Valentine." How can the decade not improve if we're hearing those kinds of words?

The next song I heard was "Fever."

I'm voting for the fever that has infected our country and the world to break to begin the next decade.