Just this question: What are you doing on New Year’s Eve? You have to plan something. Everyone celebrates there. You can’t just stay at home. New Year’s Eve is a collective obsessive-compulsive disorder. A party coercion syndrome. And if you don’t have an invitation to the calendar-enforced happiness in mid-December, you’re out. Outsider. Not socially acceptable. Like the poor pigs in sports at school who were the last to sit on the bench when choosing teams and were distributed as a kind of bycatch (“You get the rest”).
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