Bad Old World

Once you're finished laughing at them, it's easy to feel sorry for people who are eagerly awaiting the End of the World. Not because they're deluded, unintelligent or bound to be disappointed, but because of their understanding that they live in such a wicked and unworthy place that the Universe itself is mobilizing to destroy it. There's a sadness in that, I think. An enduring one, to be sure, given that Apocalyptic thinking is more than two thousand years old by now.