I’ve mentioned this before. But this is a timely reminder in case you have any last minute packing to do or want to enter the NC Villanelle Contest as your last act on Earth (kind of a neat send-off).
The end of the world is nigh; 21 May, to be precise. That’s the date when Harold Camping, a preacher from Oakland, California, is confidently predicting the Second Coming of the Lord. At about 6pm, he reckons 2 per cent of the world’s population will be immediately “raptured” to Heaven; the rest of us will get sent straight to the Other Place.
If Mr Camping were speaking from any normal pulpit, it would be easy to dismiss him as just another religious eccentric wrongly calling the apocalypse. But thanks to this elderly man’s ubiquity, on America’s airwaves and billboards, his unlikely Doomsday message is almost impossible to ignore.
via US preacher warns end of the world is nigh: 21 May, around 6pm, to be precise – Americas, World – The Independent.
What a coincidence. My last packet of the semester is due May 21 at 9 pm. Do I dare just skip it? Or assume that packets will still be due in whichever other place I end up in, and that my advisor and I are destined for the same, er, destiny?
Definitely skip it. Live life to the full!
Damn it, DG. I literally went on line to post this earlier today…had to run off to school to retrieve a sick kid. My thought was that the messenger might be spared. Ah well…12 days, boys and girls. We might as well make the most. Am I feeling a villanelle coming on?
Fast draw, that’s what they call me. You keep promising a villanelle…
It began last night..a final ode to Paris H as the rapture ensues.
But the question is, 6 p.m. when? California time? How am I supposed to be prepared if the exact time isn’t clear? I’d really hate to think I had another nine hours when in fact, the schedule was based on Greenwich Mean Time.
Did you notice that Samoa just jumped a WHOLE DAY ahead permanently? How can that be? It plays havoc with the whole Rapture thing. You’re absolutely right. It MUST be Greenwich Mean Time. So you will live 9 hours less than people in London (what is it? 3 hours different from me? thus I have 3 more hours to pack than you do?)? Okay, look, I’m sorry. You decided to live there many hours later than real people. What can I say?
Real people? We on the west coast are not real?
What are you packing? Light, summer wear? I suppose that would be appropriate for both destinations, if in fact the destination is a physical manifestation. I’ll bring water, too, I guess. Just in case I”m in the 98 percent rapture bracket. A neck brace might come in handy to protect against the sudden physical manipulation. I’ll just wear it ten hours ahead of GMT.
tail-end, god poem:
this No Where. One day I will have dwellings here,
perhaps a city. We ill call it
Wasteland, the Wastelands, Land’s End, or allow
it be be chronicled
by its patented name, Heaven.
Good thing I’m getting my hair cut today, and that spring has arrived to Saskatoon, so my last days will be sunny and light-headed.
I can’t wait – I’ve been singing “Spirit in the Sky” for at least five minutes now. It’s a shame but we just got a new dog. I better call those atheists to pick his up when I get beamed up, but I’m not sure they offer that service in Texas.