About the end of the world (give me your stuff), part 1 of 2

Really? The world is going to end on December, 2012?
Try this. Look at a calendar. When the year is over, does that mean that according to the calendar there's no more time? No more days? Nothing else to it, we are all dead? Nope, it just means that a new year is starting, so you put up a new damn calendar. Yeah, lots of people use this to argue against doomsday believers, but I like it because it's simple and as stupid as believing that the goddamn world is going to end because a bunch of guys measured time in a different way.

'But look at that! How did they measure things so well in such an early stage of human intelligence?' Well, you know what? People of the past weren't so stupid and braindead as you like to believe. Just because we are of 'the future' it doesn't mean that we are so much more intelligent than then. People WERE intelligent right then, look at how many freaking inventions were made in the past! Look at the whole history of mankind! And Mayans, my friend, were no exception, no matter how much of jungle men/misunderstood prophets you like to believe of them. Which, by the way, is kind of a stereotype: 'yeah, they were precarious and non-intelligent people... so they had to be more in touch with their spiritual side!'

But let's get back on topic... somehow you came to believe that the world is going to end on 2012 because an X ammount of people prophetized about the same date. Oh, Nostradamus you say? Well, Nostradamus was a freaking trippin' balls high idiot with too much free time on his hands. He correctly predicted a lot of events? Nope, just on purpose mistranslations and misunderstandings to attract even more gullible people. Hell, I can make a prophecy right now too! Next year, black smoke will cover up the sky and fire will reign for three days on a row in the city of fallen angels, I'm the new Nostradamus, I'm right! There, misinterpret that as you fucking wish. (Maybe there will be some kind of fire in Los Angeles, maybe it's about a new Pope being elected while the weather is extremely hot, etc. etc. etc. you know what I mean) But what about the dates matching? Big fucking coincidence, get to know the meaning of that word. Last Autumn, the last freaking leaf of a tree fell right in front of me as I was walking down the street. Am I the chosen one? Am I going to die? Nah, coincidence.

So, if you really really REALLY believe the world is going to end on whatever date, please entitle me to all of your belongings. After all, you won't need 'em when we all become guts and shit when a fucking planet crashes right into us out of fucking nowhere, right?

L.