And so it’s time again for the end of the world. A lot of people, I mean A LOT have predicted this in the past. I don’t know what it is about this kind of thing, but people love trying to figure out when it’s going to happen. There’s that whole bible verse about not knowing the day or the time (not even Jesus knows) and yet, here we are again. For some reason, Harold Camping thinks he’s beyond all that.
This time (because he’s done this before) it was supposed to go something like this. May 21st, all Christians get “raptured” (taken to heaven) and the rest of the world gets judged. That didn’t happen. Apparently it happened “spiritually” (it was a metaphor?). Now it’s October 21st and he saying now it’s the world’s turn. Natural disasters of all kinds, the Spice Girls get back together, and then no more us, no more world. Damn that’s cheery.
That’s the part that’s always bugged me the most about this. People who’s main focus is how we’re all going to die and not how we’re all going to live. A friend of mine always put it best “Don’t be so heavenly minded that you do no earthly good” (I believe this was from a Johnny Cash song).
You know what I hope? I hope when it doesn’t happen today he realizes the error of his ways and sits back and just enjoys the rest of his life. He’s 90, he should be doing family stuff and going fly fishing or kicking back and reading a book in his favourite chair. Someone who’s lived this long shouldn’t be so obsessed with it ending for everyone else.
For the May date, instead of awaiting the end, we enjoyed a lovely spread of cheeses and wine. What do you think we should do this evening?
Cheers,
Keith
