So I was driving down the Main St. of my little town, minding my own business and rocking out to some NPR when, quel surpise! I noticed the billboard above had been that had been put in just that day. Oh, the horror! My granola eating hippy liberal bleeding heart nearly stopped. A Family Radio billboard in my New England town? How could this be? For those of you who have never heard of these people (jealous!), Family Radio is a broadcast organization, not a church, that believes that the world will end on May 21, 2011. That’s right, according to these folks, we have less than a month left to make our peace with the Big Guy upstairs.
Now, I have no beef with your religion or beliefs. I know no more than the next guy about what’s going on behind the curtains of our reality. What annoys me about this group is that they’re touting this message and convincing people that they will never see the next May 22. Husbands, wives, whole families have given away all their possessions, walked away from their houses and jobs all because of one person’s Biblical calculations. What’s going to happen when the 22nd really does come around and these people are left with literally nothing? While no one can say it was anyone’s fault but their own, I can’t help but feel a pang of Democratic sympathy for the sorry state they are going to be in.
All this got me thinking though, about what my, or rather, my reader’s Rapture would be. Would Wil Wheaton come down from on high and take us all to the final frontier? Perhaps the Doctor will finally appear to whisk us off our feet to a new dimension in time? We can all hope, but in this case I’m talking about the Singularity.
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