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December 24, 2004

we're all gonna die!!!

Heh. I watched an interesting show on the History Channel. Did you know that people have been predicting the end of the world for about as long as civilization has existed? That's almost 10,000 years where someone respected and supposedly wise ALWAYS screamed "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!" and we're still here.

Let's see... what have I lived through in my brief lifetime? Nuclear Armageddon, the Population Bomb, the Energy Crisis, World Starvation, the New Ice Age, Giant Meteors Slamming Into The Earth and now Global Warming. May I be pardoned for just being a little bit skeptical?

Then, I went and read this site. HOLY BEJUS!!! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!! AGAIN!!!

How do prophets of doom stay in business when they've been wrong so many times before? I think we just like to have the living shit scared out of us, the way kids like to hear ghost stories at night.

Nothing ever changes but the date and the crisis.

But I have one bit of information that you can count on: We ARE all gonna die... eventually.

Comments

And, of course, there was also Y2K.

Posted by: Jim - PRS on December 24, 2004 06:55 PM

About every ten years or so, California is going to slide into the ocean.

The first time I heard that, I was something like 11 or 12. Once I figured out those guys were FOS, they were good for a giggle on a slow news day.

Posted by: Ward Gerlach on December 24, 2004 08:53 PM

The purpose, of course, is to force the advocates' living out of us and tyrannize us--I mean, govern us with progressive legislation.

Sort of like clergy.

Posted by: Brett on December 24, 2004 09:38 PM

When the doctors found cancer in my daddy, they gave him six months to live, when he refused the treatments, they kicked his ass out of the hospital. Every six months Dad and I would go see this great doctor and he would check Dad out and give him another six months to live, we played cards, drank beer, went to ball games, he helped me coach little league baseball for 3 years, when my kids were playing. We fished and went deer hunting, drank and smoked everything we could smoke and everytime the d octor saw my Dad, he would check him out and give him another six months to live. Well sure enough, six and a half years after the same doctor found cancer, my Dad finally died of that cancer. But if my Dad would have let them cut and dig and treat him and cost him and his insurance company many dollars, he would have died a lot sooner. Yes, we are all gonna die, someday. When? Who knows and who the fuck cares. My Dad was a very smart man that never went pass 6 grades of school. He raised four very nice sons and had one hell of a wife, my Mama. Anyone can father a child, but it takes someone special to be a Daddy and yes, he was my Daddy.

Posted by: Catfish on December 25, 2004 02:55 AM

I been tryin' to tell the "non" smokin' bigots that every since it got to be PC to be a non smokin' bigot. They say, don't you know that'll kill ya? Duh, once you popped out of the womb and started livin' it was gonna kill ya. Finality doesn't seem to be a concept that some people understand. I remember them silly sumbitches "Heaven's Gate" that drank the Kool-Aid cause they thought there was some kinda bad ass spaceship behind Haley's comet last time it passed the big blue marble. Now, you gotta be just a tick off to fall for that shit. I'd rather hack ans spit in the morning while I'm enjoyin smokin' my first, look up at the stars and wonder what secrets they hold, knowin' the Lord will take me when it's my time. Not before, not after. When your number is up, it's up. They say, the light that burns twice as bright, burns half as long, well, half of how long? Nobody knows.

Posted by: RedNeck on December 25, 2004 03:08 AM
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