Ready for the Apocalypse
I blush to say that I was one of the people who thought Y2K might mean a world’s end—some kind of ending anyway. Not to the extent of a friend who talked about converting all her assets to gold coins and digging a well in her suburban yard. But at that time, I was one of those who thought Y2K might have significant impact and who took the time to think through and picture what it would look like if everything went kerflooey.
Now all that looks like a dress rehearsal. Likewise for the days after 9/11, when we all thought a second blow was imminent. Now things are bubbling again, not just politically but perhaps also spiritually, and some suspect the end is at hand. Of course, there is no lack of sig . . .