It is December 31, 2020. New Year's Eve. I am in New York City. It is 11:00 PM, and I am being interviewed on the streets by a very excited reporter. I effortlessly answer the questions, making my family and friends proud of every syllable. I am being asked silly things, like my favorite brand of coffee. I am being asked serious things, like how we're handling a certain ongoing crisis.
Suddenly, I am met with an unforeseen challenge. Having seen so many bitter days turn into nothing short of man-made miracles, I choke on the question "What was the most special day of your year?" I struggle on the question. Each time I open my mouth to speak, I find myself hesitating. The insistent and cold reporter asks if I am all right.
I smile in defeat and admit to the nation. "I cannot say. Each day of our lives in special. It is full of opportunities unexplored. Problems unsolved. Questioned unanswered. We say that America is the land of opportunity, but the truth is that opportunity is everywhere. Every day of our lives, we take those opportunities and make advantage of them. Saving lives, improving the quality of life, bettering ourselves as a species."
The quirky reporter then asks. "Okay then. What was the worst day?"
I snap back. "This one. It's freezing out here." and then follow it with a mutter: "We really should do something about that Global Cooling problem."
After about 55 minutes, the ball lights up as the ma**** completely flooding the streets become restless. Some brilliant scientist found a way to capture energy from sound. That's right, the falling ball in New York City is powered by the power of cheer.