Though I grew up quite religious, eschatology* is neither my preference nor my forte. Frankly, I find the Book of Revelation terrifying, and even the Left Behind books were a. lot. to. take.
That said, I’ve always kept an eye out for the apocalypse. Ever since my parents and I watched a “documentary” circa 1990 that said our appliances would come to life in December 2012, I’ve been waiting for The End.
(Hey parents: Don’t watch stuff like this with your kids. It will lead to a lifetime of trauma and fear of coffeepots.)
So in 1999, I was sure we were done.
(Fooled me once.)
Then in 2012, I knew it was obviously going to happen because 1999/2000 was an arbitrary counting but 2012 was predicted in ancient history and whatnot.
(Fooled me twice.)
But now, in the words of a group of great philosophers: WON’T GET FOOLED AGAIN.
Imagine here a scroll of horrendous things that have happened this year while I point out two things I saw just today:
1. An Amtrak bus. BUS. I’m expecting a Southwest train and Greyhound helicopter any day now.
2. Full-size Christmas trees. At the Pentagon City Whole Foods. On November 15. There are zero living rooms in a 5-mile radius that will accommodate these. Excellent marketing strategy, WF.
Obviously the Matrix is just pranking us now, guys. We might as well settle in for the ride. Hand me the carbs!
* One of the few things I remember from two semesters of Bible Doctrine class. Sorry, Dr. Saxon.