There are going to be a lot of disappointed people, come Sunday.

I’m old enough to remember a couple mass-suicides that took place around significant calendar events — there was the comet, the year 2,000 … people looking for answers in the wrong places and finding, well, nothing. I’m of the opinion that the world cannot end in the context of what we all know it as right now. I think the world has ended a number of times, but not the way we think of it (in fiction, anyway).

I think the American Revolution probably ended the world (just a little). The Industrial Revolution probably ended the world. The world definitely ended during the Black Death. It also ended during World War I, and World War 2…

…And upon the conclusion of the space race, and the collapse of the Soviet Union. I think the world has probably ended more times in the last few hundred years than most of the rest of human history, but I won’t go on the record to say that it has.

This weekend, I’m going to relax. I’m going to sleep in Saturday morning. I’m going to go play Dungeons & Dragons that night. And sacrifice a goat. Then Sunday, I’m going to sleep in. And join in the post-Rapture looting. You know what? I think I’m just going to stick to what I know, and work on the next anime I’m to review. And I’m not going to watch the news — I don’t believe in the ‘end of the world’ that people seem to expect.

…I’m also not going to gloat when it turns out that it isn’t the end of the world, because that serves no one. And what’s the point, anyway?