Friday, October 06, 2006

It's the end of the world as we know it...

...and I feel fine.

Depending on where you stand politically, I'm either an unreconstructed paleoconservative or a bloody-minded anarchist, both of which supposedly subscribe to the Doomsday Times, but I just can't buy into this malaise.

Here's the human race at the pinnacle of its achievement, mechanisms in place to deliver unprecedented prosperity to any who want it, ready to burst from the egg of its home planet, and still there are those who would feel uncomfortable without their homey little Flagellant nirvana of doom and gloom. Piss on them. Let them go have their snit in a corner. If they want to live in some medieval torture chamber of a world, I have no right to tell them they shouldn't, but they need to go do it privately in a closet someplace, okay? We're busy with the future over here.

7 comments:

Lizard said...

Can't grok the psychology, either. Every day, there's some new minor miracle coming down the pike, from 1-terabytes drives for <500 bucks to space tourism becoming barely newsworthy to advanced in nanotech which mean we'll soon have little cancer eating robots in our bloodstream, and all people want is for Jesus to call them home. Sheesh.

Besides which, is this IS the end, and we ARE entering an era of horrible decadence and depravity, you know what that means? Feast and orgies! Often at the same time! W00t! Pass the turkey leg and the blonde!

Yosemite Sam said...

Per Ardua ad Astra.

Anonymous said...

Well darn. I guess I'd better stock back up on 30'06 M2 ball, after last week's day at the range, and get some "Commie 30" for the wife's SKS. What the heck, I hate my job anyway...

MarkHB said...

http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/nihilism.png

'nuff sed.

And well said, Tam. Hell, if optimism is outta fashion, so much the better. If I'm not swimming upstream, I'm usually going in the wrong direction...

phlegmfatale said...

Aptly put.
I'm suffering Apocalypse Fatigue(wish they would shut up already). It's sorta like the boy who cried wolf - one after another of "the-world's-going-to-end-at-3:42PM-Friday" events, and they all sort of blur together. It seems we have a trauma-addicted populace waiting for the other shoe to drop. Personally, I'd rather make the most of life.

Anonymous said...

Well, at the first "pop" we're going to set up shop on some property the Wife holds in Madill, OK, right above Lake Texoma. I need to pick up some extra .44 Special (for revolvers and rifle) and just a little extra 12 - and 20 guage. Lots of doves. And the fishing's great. The tornadoes - and rattlers - just add flavor to the neighborhood. "Porch" is the password. OldeForce

Art Eatman said...

"Never underestimate the power of human stupidity" immediately came to mind.

I guess they'll have to have their Apocalypse without me. I'm having too much of a good time to quit now.

:), Art