2012-12-20

Apocalypse Eve, 2012

If the world's going to end tomorrow there's presumably nothing we can do about it, which makes right now pretty much the same as any other day. The funny thing is to get worked up about such an absurd possibility on account of a calendrical oddity.

Perhaps we should examine our preoccupation with the imagined significance of of our arbitrary and artificial calendars' curiosities, but if tomorrow's doomsday we'd have made a wasted effort doing it now. We'd best hedge our bets and wait to see if we get an extension tomorrow.

Should this prove to be my last post, dear reader, maybe I'll see you in Mayan hell.