A few observations about the near-end of the world yesterday

May 23, 2011

1. It was an effective campaign. People everywhere noticed the
billboards, the ads, and seemed to be talking about the rapture/end of
the world happening at 6 p.m. yesterday. And I don’t mean just the
talkers on Facebook and Twitter, the ordinaries on the street, like you
and me. This got itself an article on the editorial page of our city
newspaper, for example, and a news report in… well, last time I checked,
there were more than 4800 articles that appeared in various media. I
wonder why this grabbed so much attention?

2. I have no sense of humor. Of course it was bizarre. Of course I
knew it wouldn’t happen. (Didn’t we all, except those poor deluded
people who did?) But I just couldn’t get into a ha-ha or mockery mode
over this. I wasn’t surprised by the jokes from the secular folks, but I
was surprised, I have to say, by all the jokes from Christians. I don’t
know why I’m feeling just a little cranky about that, but I am. Maybe I
just wish we’d laugh as hard over the false prophets behind the ads for
cereal, cars, Tim Hortons, you name it, that promise transcendence, the
good life, justice through consumption.

3. On May 22, the end is still near. At least for me. Memento mori. (Remember that you must die. Remember your mortality.) Lord, have mercy.

A poem by Czeslaw Milosz posted by Debra Dean Murphy at her Facebook
page touched me the most in the days leading up to May 21. I don’t
pretend to understand what the poet intends here — I find it
provocative, really — but it has me reflecting on everything so new and
green this Sunday after two days of rain, and the meaning of “End,” and
how we might expect yet still overlook it. With thanks to DDM for the
link, here’s “A Song on the End of the World” by Czeslaw Milosz, translated by Anthony Milosz. It was written in 1944, that is, in the context of the Second World War.

Originally posted at Borrowing Bones.


end of the world

I join you in a somber head shaking over the attempted use of humor by some media people. I confess that I have simply given up on my favorite socio-comic on TV until he gets some new writers...

The issue comes down to the reality that grips many people's lives: anxiety. It occurred in the time of the Greek conquest of the Middle East as deeply religious Jews tried to cope. It erupted for Paul almost as soon as he had migrated into Europe.It came again towards the end of the New Testament times when persecution reached greater intensity.

It's sad, but we of the more enduring Church really need a greater insight, as well as compassion, for the anxiety over-whelmed.
Robert Collie, Th.D.