I can’t believe it; I’m out of town for a few weeks and, when I get back, I learn that Dec. 22 (or 23) won’t be the end of the world after all. It seems that archeologists have found an older Mayan calendar that says we have at least another seven thousand years. Serious news outlets broadcast this information widely. http://www.sci-news.com/archaeology/article00310.html
What has surprised me is that there has been no response from the most vocal advocates of the Mayan apocalypse. After all, they were able to raise thousands to make “documentaries” explaining that it wasn’t just the Mayans, but the Hopi and others who predicted the end. Added to that were solar waves, pole reversal, the 10th planet (or maybe the 9th, now that Pluto has been demoted) and a cosmic convergence that would apparently send us a death ray from the center of the galaxy among many other signs. With all of that going for them, why has there been no counter- claim from the True Believers?
There are so many arguments that could be made against this alternate calendar. First of all, it’s much older than the one from which the initial prediction was made. That could mean that the first calendar was wrong, a beta version, and that the later one reflected new and more accurate calculations. If supporters of the Mayan date are unsure about that, they can certainly come up with a myriad of other portents that are clear signals of approaching doom. Weather patterns are always useful: fire flood and earthquake are old standbys, tried and true. Or, as the poor guy in this photo found out, volcanoes are pretty final. The economic shift from West to East has many people worried that civilization, if not the world, is on the brink. The fact that so many believe that “reality” shows are unscripted shows that we may die out through our own credulity.
And yet a search of popular apocalypse web sites has turned up nothing, not even a new date. What is the matter with these people? Have they lost the faith? I’m crushed. I was not planning on buying Christmas presents this year; now I suppose I’ll have to. The good wine I’ve saved will have to stay in the cellar. And I suppose I’d better keep receipts for next year’s taxes.
If anyone has heard of a rebuttal to this oddly serendipitous calendar find, please let me know. I was so hoping for fantastic end. My only hope was that it could come before our election. Campaign ads are enough to make anyone long for Armageddon.