The Sky is Falling

"And behold, and, lo, in the midst of the throne and of the four beasts, and in the midst of the elders, stood a Lamb as it had been slain, having seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God sent forth into all the earth." - Revelation 5:6

Okay, so 2010 is kaput - but what does 2011 have in store for us? Well, if recent news [1]  [2] is any indicator, Boiling Blood Floods and Plagues of Locusts are in order. Is this the End of Days? Was the Mayan Calendar wrong? Is it possible that 5,125 years ago, someone made a slight clerical error that lulled us into thinking that 2012 was the bad egg and we have an Extra Year?

My advice? Go limp. The world is about to grab at you and shake - and any struggling will be construed as Resisting Arrest, and you Will take the fall. Strange days are coming. Captains of industry will beg on their knees after the poor, who will, of course, rise up and form rabblous violent goon squads who's only currency is Grievous Bodily Harm and who therefore cannot be bought.

Sound bad? Not really... sounds like the early 70's corporate espionage to me. Just burn your pay stubs and carry a wooden umbrella... you'll do fine.

2011 - Thunderdome

"Me order! Me Master! Me run Bartertown!" - Master, Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome

2010 went out with a meager wisp of smoke, and I can't say I'll miss it. Don't get me wrong - it was a strong year in a number of ways, but by the end it was like buying a fifteen dollar ticket to beat your head against a premium cinder block wall. It could have been worse, though. If 2010 went out with a fight, it would've been like getting into the cage with a rabid ferret - mysterious and elusive, the ferret wins every time. Yep, we could be ending this year with a 7 gauge short bevel needle full of rabies serum in the belly.