The current worries of the world lie within 2012, the supposed end of the world…again. This all came about since the Mayans stopped writing their calendar out, and of course, that has to mean that we will all go away at some point in December of 2012. Yeah, I’m not buying it.
Can you remember the last two times the speculated end of the world was going to be? It is almost funny, because it really gets inside the minds of those who are easy prey for the prognosticators. They say, “Well, at the end of 1999, the world will return to the dark age because every computer will reset to 1900. This is going to create utter chaos, and possibly the end of civilization as we know it”. Ok, maybe I am embellishing here a little, but that’s pretty much how it went down. Do you remember how everyone went into a panic and bought up all kinds of supplies and stocked up on generators?
This brings me to the chaos I witnessed when Ike was heading it’s way to the Galveston coastline. You remember Ike right? The big, creepy, destructive hurricane that dominated the gulf coast last year…well, I watched the rush in Austin as motorists poured into gas stations, backing up access for hours on end, trying to fill their tanks. So many people stood in lines at Walmart, buying out as much water and toilet paper they could afford. Oh, it was devastation alright, but brought on by mass hysteria. I am not making light of Hurricane Ike, as it was a demolition machine when it blasted Galveston. It leveled majority of the city in fact. That was a sad sight to see, as that had been my weekend getaway growing up.
The problem is, the media reported that Austin would be in Ike’s direct path, and as it still maintained 70 mph gusts of winds, that could have been devastating still. Well, the local freakout artists had a field day and turmoil was created. There were fights breaking out over gas pumps, and police activity due to the hostility that built up quickly by the frustrated motorists. As I prepared to make my way south, after the hurricane hit, road signs along the interstate warned of limited fuel ahead, and that there was a possibility to get stranded. Could it be that bad?
I was secure in the trip ahead, so I continued onward. I thought about how bad it could possibly be at home, and from what I had heard, supplies such as groceries, gasoline, water, pretty much anything you could want, were scarce. As close as it was to the point of landfall, there was a lot of damage. But, our town was one of the last to get fierce winds, and the rest north..well, that was the exaggeration of the problem.
Progressing into the future now, think about how the last few months of the year 2012 will be. Enough people with low braincell counts will be scared to the bones of the “impending doom”. Supplies will be bought up without reason, leaving people who are in actual need without, you’ll more than likely see the loons that “welcome” the end of time, outside with tinfoil hats on waiting for the aliens to beam down a blast of light that will rock the earths core. Yeah, the “contact” people. Those loons show up at almost every major event. Creepy.
I could even forsee a mass suicide, such as what occurred at the Koresh compound in Waco. Thirsty? Try our “special” kool-aid! It’ll quench all that ailes ya! Call me a cynic if you want, because I oftentimes am, but I’ve seen this play out in the past when Nostradamus’ predictions were blabbed about. It is really lame, and just annoying. Almost annoying as Black Friday where people trample each other to get into a walmart, killing innocent bystanders. Yeah, that’s a factual occurrence. It happened last year, if memory serves correctly. Just think, the mobs act that retarded to save a few bucks on Christmas. Imagine what they’re capable of if they think the world is going to end in a day. Remember the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina? People running away in the background with TV’s and Nike’s, but no home to take it to. They looted the crap out of whatever they could, because there was no reason not to. For all they knew, the world around New Orleans didn’t exist anymore.
Speaking in biblical terms now, I recall a verse right out of Revelations that says something like, “No man knoweth the hour”. Now, that’s not verbatim, so if you feel like checking the exact context, be my guest, I’ll still be here. You’re back? Ok, let’s continue. So, if it says no one will know the hour, then an automatic kick in the brain says, “HEY! 2012 is a false promise people!”. You Millenium bug fanatics, you.
Here is another insight to how the research cleverly placed disasters inline with each…codec was it called? Do you realize how many disasters occur daily? I mean, all year long, we hear stories of earthquakes, volcano eruptions, tornadoes, hurricanes, typhoons, tidal waves, avalanches, etc etc. So, it would be pretty easy to make each one line up to something, somewhere in the world. I can say, hey, tomorrow, someone in Asia is going to die. You know what? Give me a cookie, because I am right. Someone will meet their unexpected end, but it doesn’t mean that I made an accurate prediction; I simply gave an educated guess. It’s fun though, I suppose. Building up all of the hype, selling movies, t-shirts, coffee mugs with you face on it and the earth splitting in two in the background. I mean, everyone loves a good scare every now and then right?
Remember Orson Wells and his amazing radio performance that sent the world into a scare? Well, I don’t, because I wasn’t alive yet, but I have heard the stories, and just from what I have heard and read about it, that seems like an incredible feat. Give that guy a medal and let him command the scare tactics for the next war! He’ll have those pansies peeing their pants from blood-curdling fright before we ever step foot on foreign soil. Anyway, listen, I have to get going, because I hear the world is going to be destroyed by a rainbow in 2019, and I want to have the rights to almost everything that can be created for it. So, wish me luck, and oh yeah, don’t forget to buy your novelty debris!