Apocalypse Disco

So some religious kooks somewhere in Noo Yawk believes the 'End Of The World' is coming today. They have been wandering around the streets, preaching to anyone who would listen (or rather anyone who couldn't get away quick enough from their loony ramblings). And this is another reason religion is dangerous in the wrong heads. It seems to attract people who have a very papery anchor to reality, folk who are liable to flip out at the singing of a hymn.
Look I have no doubt this planet will crash and burn, everything does however it will not happen today. Nothing will happen today apart from myself and a million others getting drunk and horny. Trust me on this, I myself dine at the Mad Table™ but even I won't get fooled by silly headline grabbing antics like this. Sure it a lttle excitement but we'll all be here next week.
There are going to be plenty of people looking like fools come sunday, they won't be embarrassed of course and neither will they slink away and admit that the Second Coming ain't coming any day soon. Oh no, these nutjobs have the skin (and brains) of the thickest leather and they will simply adjust the date again.


Like The Terminator, He'll Be Back. Maybe.

Ah the weakness of Man! Its pretty comical if you think about it. Most of us are petrified at the thought of getting old and dying, that in a strange way things like this excite us. In certain pockets of humanity there will be people whipping up an almost carnival like atmosphere because of the idea of the world ending, (watch that scene in Independance Day to get an idea, where the hippies are in near hysteria to greet the aliens).
The fear of death is overcome with the thought of meeting the End in one giant bang. Frightening to die alone, not so much if the rest of mankind is going with you. This is how I see it anyway, we're all cowards when it comes down to it and having a belief, any belief helps us cope with the unknown. And everyone facing that together, holding hands and singing hymns and metal balleds, well even better. Man is a herder anyway. Next time you are at a car park, look around and you'll see cars parked in bunches, seldom on their own.
Anyway if Jesus or aliens or werewolf lesbians from the planet Lusst do decide to pop by today/tonight, they are more than welcome to drop by my house and partake of strong alcoholic refreshments before taking us of to Paradise. And if this planet turns to dust, then its been ever so awesome knowing you dear readers and if you dont recognise me in the Afterlife, i'll be the tattooed love God with the biggest erm...halo. Cheery pip a cariad !