Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Apocala-bullshit

How the fuck do I even start this?

Harold Camping. 89 years old and stacks more shit then the back of a Vietnamese village. Three failed attempts at predicting the end of the world, and a good excuse as to why it didn't end, each time the donation checks came in the mail. A genuine piece of shit.

To start this off, let me tell you I was really hoping some crazy shit would go down. I was ready for it. I'm under the impression I'm going to hell already, so I figured I'd make the best of it, turn it into a positive, and look at the fact that five months of torture, torment, and sorrow would at least give me something to do. Welcome to a small town. We all wanna die. Anyways, thats when zombies got pulled into the picture. Dead rising and rabid flesh eating monsters sounded like a good time. Small pockets of the big G's unsaved fighting off hordes of his death army. Fuck yeah. Either way, nothing happened. Thanks for the disappointment.

What got me was the following. At least 5 predicted dates to end the world every year, you'd think people would start to jump off the band wagon after Y2K. I think its just people wanting to be a part of something. Dealing with death, people are going to be infatuated with the possibility of it happening and having a set date and time for their death. Its going to build, no matter how ridiculous the scenario is, people crave the possibility. Or maybe its just the prepared, showing that they are prepared; buying 3000 dollars worth of MRE's and 200,000 rounds of ammunition to hold in there backyard bomb shelter/guest house. I don't think its wrong or a bad idea to be ready to that extent, just don't wave it around. It looks weird.

Now let me explain my stance on this. From the beginning of this motherfuckers connection with stars and math to when It was made public, I knew it was bullshit, but it is the possibility that grabs you. Theres a huge chance that he's wrong, but what if he's right? Just questions to ask yourself. I didn't really give a shit until I caught wind of zombies. It wasn't taken serious to a point of boarding up my house, it was merely a thought. The simple idea of complete chaos and wild west lawlessness with the struggle to survive is straight up rock and roll. Who doesn't want that? Take it or leave it.

Campings point of view seems pretty straight up. I think he's serious about this, but likes the attention and those donations. In other words, I think he's fucking crazy but he always had a backup when his word fell through. Jokes on you.