Jonathan Schwartz

There's a tradition around the holidays that's so annoying it's destined to rank right up there with relatives you can't stand who never leave and fruitcakes so massive you can orbit planets around them.I'm talking about the endless stream of rose-colored articles about the year that was. Even worse are all the ridiculously optimistic predictions about the year to come. And don't even get me started on Barack Obama as Time 's Man of the Year for 2012.I don't know about you, but all that feel-good fluff just makes me want to fling my MacBook Air and see if it'll fly like a Frisbee.But you know what? Misery loves company. If I've got to read all that garbage, I wouldn't dream of depriving you of the same privilege. After all, this is America and I've got just as much of a first amendment right to inflict my opinion on you as anyone.The only difference is I'm no blind optimist and I'm not even the slightest bit interested in sugar-coating the truth behind the top leadership stories of 201...

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