Where are you Armageddon?
For thousands of years, prophets around the world have predicted the end of days. More than one has suggested the apocalypse is fast-approaching.
What took it so long?
For so long, wars have wreaked havoc, food shortages have starved half the planet, unemployment has torn down economies. For so long, the world has stood on the brink of self-destruction while society has lounged back, a cold iced tea tightly grasped in one hand, a television remote control in the other and absentmindedly scrolled through the channels:
… greatest economic crisis since … hurricane destroys crop stores in … political unrest persists in the middle east … unemployment reaches all time highs … reporting live at the site of the bombing … the new dictator of Egypt … military spending on the rise … war escalates in Afghanistan … school shooting in the state of … half of Africa goes without food …
Eventually, society turned off the television. Might just as well; there was never anything on, anyway.
Wake up and smell the ashes! Society is missing the bigger picture! And no, it’s not the sixty inch 3D, ultraviolet, high-definition plasma.
The cumulative death toll from every war and its constituents would rival the 7 billion people living on this planet today. For every insignificant and infinitesimal human on Earth, at least one other has been punctured with bullets until his insides pour out into a bloody pool, gutted in a muddy trench, poisoned with infectious wounds, or incarcerated in death camps; burned alive at the stake, melted in a chemical explosion, plummeted from the sky, drowned in the sealed hull of sinking ships; suffocated in clouds of toxic gas, frozen in unforgiving snow storms under the direction of an even more unforgiving generals, or starved to death from the heartless ambitions of war.
War could be tolerable if it was a lone hunter, but no. War runs with a satanic pack of massacres and genocides, famines (caused or exacerbated by the policies of ruling regime) and economic crashes, death prisons and internment camps, and human sacrifice and ritual suicide.
Every noble idealist that dreams of one day achieving world peace through amicable negotiation should be thrown off the top balcony of the United Nations Tower to put the rest of us out of our misery. These utopian idealists will do more damage than the impending apocalypse. They’re the kind that gives society the hope of a bright red, sugar-coated lollipop only to rip it away. I say, let them and their lollipops fly. Humanity’s only redemption from these candy-snatching liars is an event of apocalyptic proportions.
As our population escalates above 7 billion, humanity is in for another rude awakening: This planet is only capable for supporting and sustaining so many with adequate food. Promising advancements in the field of genetic engineering have helped to combat this problem, but hostilities between science and religion and the absence of necessary funds, technology, and time have put the hope of feeding the next generation into a bleak perspective. Of course, assuming the human population tops off eventually, one of two ways to eliminate the food shortages is to simply share. It’s a revolutionary concept, I know, and it, like world peace is a noble quest for any ambitious idealist, but frankly, not realistic. History has always been determined the the “Haves” and the “Have Nots.” That will not change for the future, leaving option number two as the most feasible: simply, have less people. With a decreased population, a surplus of food will be available. Starvation could vanish almost completely, assuming at least some present food stocks and crops survive the apocalyptic events. The devastating effects of drought and famine will pack less of a punch to struggling economies and already-dwindling surpluses. In the long run, humanity will be better off.
On that note, armageddon could do wonders in the field of microeconomics. Immediately after the reestablishment of small economies, survivors will awaken to a new world to find that unemployment will have reached an all time low. After the collapse of federal governments, the use of monetary money would cease, severing all national debts to foreign banks. Citizens and small businesses will once again breathe without suffocation from large, federal corporations. Credit cards and electronic banking will have been obliterated. The world would descend back into the middle ages. Long past would’ve been the days that presidents, royalty, CEO’s, and billionaires ruled the world; the hard-working, self-sustaining farmers and ranchers would inherit the earth.
The End of Days is not an end, but a new beginning, the rebirth and revival of humanity.
Doomsday, of course, brings many problems with it, but in the end, it is the answer to so many more. Followers of the Nostradamus Effect look to the skies in fear. I, however, look to the skies and, with every breath, wish to see that fiery rain of comets, the black abyss of an event horizon or the blinding inferno of the sun, the billowing plumes of volcanic ash or the infamous mushroom clouds of nuclear war.
What took it so long?
For so long, wars have wreaked havoc, food shortages have starved half the planet, unemployment has torn down economies. For so long, the world has stood on the brink of self-destruction while society has lounged back, a cold iced tea tightly grasped in one hand, a television remote control in the other and absentmindedly scrolled through the channels:
… greatest economic crisis since … hurricane destroys crop stores in … political unrest persists in the middle east … unemployment reaches all time highs … reporting live at the site of the bombing … the new dictator of Egypt … military spending on the rise … war escalates in Afghanistan … school shooting in the state of … half of Africa goes without food …
Eventually, society turned off the television. Might just as well; there was never anything on, anyway.
Wake up and smell the ashes! Society is missing the bigger picture! And no, it’s not the sixty inch 3D, ultraviolet, high-definition plasma.
The cumulative death toll from every war and its constituents would rival the 7 billion people living on this planet today. For every insignificant and infinitesimal human on Earth, at least one other has been punctured with bullets until his insides pour out into a bloody pool, gutted in a muddy trench, poisoned with infectious wounds, or incarcerated in death camps; burned alive at the stake, melted in a chemical explosion, plummeted from the sky, drowned in the sealed hull of sinking ships; suffocated in clouds of toxic gas, frozen in unforgiving snow storms under the direction of an even more unforgiving generals, or starved to death from the heartless ambitions of war.
War could be tolerable if it was a lone hunter, but no. War runs with a satanic pack of massacres and genocides, famines (caused or exacerbated by the policies of ruling regime) and economic crashes, death prisons and internment camps, and human sacrifice and ritual suicide.
Every noble idealist that dreams of one day achieving world peace through amicable negotiation should be thrown off the top balcony of the United Nations Tower to put the rest of us out of our misery. These utopian idealists will do more damage than the impending apocalypse. They’re the kind that gives society the hope of a bright red, sugar-coated lollipop only to rip it away. I say, let them and their lollipops fly. Humanity’s only redemption from these candy-snatching liars is an event of apocalyptic proportions.
As our population escalates above 7 billion, humanity is in for another rude awakening: This planet is only capable for supporting and sustaining so many with adequate food. Promising advancements in the field of genetic engineering have helped to combat this problem, but hostilities between science and religion and the absence of necessary funds, technology, and time have put the hope of feeding the next generation into a bleak perspective. Of course, assuming the human population tops off eventually, one of two ways to eliminate the food shortages is to simply share. It’s a revolutionary concept, I know, and it, like world peace is a noble quest for any ambitious idealist, but frankly, not realistic. History has always been determined the the “Haves” and the “Have Nots.” That will not change for the future, leaving option number two as the most feasible: simply, have less people. With a decreased population, a surplus of food will be available. Starvation could vanish almost completely, assuming at least some present food stocks and crops survive the apocalyptic events. The devastating effects of drought and famine will pack less of a punch to struggling economies and already-dwindling surpluses. In the long run, humanity will be better off.
On that note, armageddon could do wonders in the field of microeconomics. Immediately after the reestablishment of small economies, survivors will awaken to a new world to find that unemployment will have reached an all time low. After the collapse of federal governments, the use of monetary money would cease, severing all national debts to foreign banks. Citizens and small businesses will once again breathe without suffocation from large, federal corporations. Credit cards and electronic banking will have been obliterated. The world would descend back into the middle ages. Long past would’ve been the days that presidents, royalty, CEO’s, and billionaires ruled the world; the hard-working, self-sustaining farmers and ranchers would inherit the earth.
The End of Days is not an end, but a new beginning, the rebirth and revival of humanity.
Doomsday, of course, brings many problems with it, but in the end, it is the answer to so many more. Followers of the Nostradamus Effect look to the skies in fear. I, however, look to the skies and, with every breath, wish to see that fiery rain of comets, the black abyss of an event horizon or the blinding inferno of the sun, the billowing plumes of volcanic ash or the infamous mushroom clouds of nuclear war.