It’s the end of the world as we know it…
I like that there are truly wacky people out there in the world. They reassure me that I still have some semblance of sanity, some connection to normal, some hope of… well, some hope, anyway.
So, while my money is on the Mayans, I am fascinated by Harold Camping. I’m fascinated by his logic, or by what passes for logic in his world. It reminds me of… me.
See, I once bet my statistics instructor that I could divide by zero, and I won the bet. I had to use a food bank metaphor, some M&Ms, and three pages of my final exam booklet, but my logic was flawless. In a fictional, creative writing kind of way that is calculated to amuse a statistics instructor and distract from my general inability to do math.
Harold Camping’s “proof” brings back fond memories. And makes me crave M&Ms.
At least I know when I’m being absurd. He seems to have no clue. But did you know he intends to spend tomorrow in front of the TV, watching? That surprised me. You’d think he’d be out there trying to convert people, or praying for people, or, you know, doing anything except watching TV all alone. Why won’t he be with his congregation?
Why am I trying to rationalize the decisions of a man who multiplied atonement by completeness by heaven, squared it, and announced it equaled May 21, 2011? You can’t argue with that. I mean it. No real logic will ever get through to someone who uses that kind of logic, and this is coming from someone who used a food bank metaphor to pass her final statistics exam, so you know I know what I’m talking about.
The point of all of this is to let you know that even if the rapture occurs, I’ll still be around.
Also, I refrained from picking Animal Kingdom for the Preakness in my fantasy game, so go ahead and place your bets on him. I’m just doing my part to keep the Triple Crown dream alive. If you do win any major money, a 5% tip would be appreciated.

Barbara says 21 May 2011
Thanks for not predicting the Preakness
I think Camping probably won’t be around his ‘congregation’ much anymore since they sell all their worldly goods to free themselves to go and spread the word. Reminds me of some cults from the 70s.