Yesterday I woke up feeling cynical, which given that I went to bed feeling that way wasn’t a big surprise. And even if I hadn’t, simple listening to the news would have brought it on. Politics, corporate disdain, welfare cheats, the list can go on and on. My cynicism flag was on full display, and I was waving it proudly. Some days are just like that, it feels like the whole world is going to “hell in a handbasket”, as my mother used to say. Maybe it just seems that way because my own life is in such a state of flux, I don’t really know. It just feels like in so many areas the right hand doesn’t know what the left hand is doing.