o this is the way 2022 ends, I thought to myself, paraphrasing TS Eliot. Not with a bang but a whimper. My laptop’s built-in speakers, which had become increasingly distorted and unreliable throughout the year, finally gave up the ghost just before Christmas. It’s possible their demise was hastened by a reluctance to pipe festive music from YouTube, before Michael Bublé pushed them over the edge. The Canadian
