I am what Rip Torn, in the movie Defending Your Life, calls a little brain. I know not the BIG picture. I can only take something I see on TV and run with it. I still have my helmet for when all the airplanes fall out of the sky on January 1st 2000. Back in the 70's I was ready for the fall of our country when inflation shot up. These things did not happen. But the end still marches forward. Now of course we are waiting for 2012. The Mayans and Nostradamus have warned us that that will be a very bad year. The planets of the solar system will spit on us and light their asteroids on our bald caps. The bible too says something like we're a goner when earthquakes hit, waves smash and the middle east gets crazy.
Wait. Earthquakes? Big giant waves? A crazy middle east?
Well we've always have had earthquakes and giant waves. The middle east has always been the continent we like to hide in the closet. Like a crazy uncle we don't like people knowing is part of the family.
But now for some reason I can't shake that feeling that maybe this could be the start to that perfect storm. We have had a fairly good run in the recent past. Not much in the gloom and doom department. Now it would seem that both man and nature are taking in a big breath and are about ready to blow hell upon the earth.
Most every form of government is either in economy destroying debt or making plans to head to Venezuela. Oil is getting harder to find. Food is so full of chemicals that we may all start to look like the three eyed fish of the Simpson cartoons. And nature is proving that all that doesn't matter when it chooses to rumble.
Worst of all the Easy-Bake oven as it exist now will be discontinued due to light bulbs being illegal soon. It's more than I can take. No more tiny chocolate cakes? This is serious!
So I shall plan. When the end hits the fan I shall be in church with my iPod and portable video game system waiting for the end. Nah just kidding. My fat butt is gonna run like hell. See you there.
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