Thursday, December 20, 2012

December 21st: It's the End of the...Week.

Is December 21st here already? No? It's tomorrow? Whew! So I still have time to start and finish that novel I've been meaning to write. I do love a deadline.

How time flies while you march towards oblivion.

BOOM! It's all over.

Or, maybe it all will end with the sound of a subtle fart at boring dinner party. Who can say?!

Well, I guess Revelation can. And Nostradamus. And the Mayan Calendar/Industrial Complex.

Granted. Revelation is talking about an event from during the time the Roman Empire controlled the Middle East. And Nostradamus was a poet and a doctor who's work future sight is...good for a laugh. And the Mayans, first, didn't really see the fall of their own culture. And, second, don't, even today, think their calendar means remotely what the "experts" think it means.

It's all ridiculous. I'd call it silly. But people actually have already destroyed their lives over the talk being peddled about the 21st. Lives are being hurt. Some may actually kill themselves. Fostering this fear and sense of doom is not good (Looking at you History Channel. Nice block of doomsday shows you have on today.).

So, try and reassure anyone that you think might need worrying about that calendars are meant to come to ends, so you'll have to carve another one out of a stone wheel. That, yes, we may well be passing through the galactic center, but it isn't even that interesting to astronomers and astrophysicist (And you know guys like Phil Plaitt are gagging for something interesting to happen.).

The movie, 2012, isn't going to happen on Friday. It is a big dumb disaster movie, with ridiculous and improbable events, and I'm not talking about the acting and casting.

It is all stupid. But our culture likes to build this crap up and scare a portion of us. Let's all be the rational counterbalance. Okay?

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