The end times are near. That’s what quite a few Americans I know really think. I say “Poppycock”! I’ve been hearing this crap since I was a kid. At least when I was a kid we had some legitimate fears. The Russians had thousands of nukes pointed our way. But that doesn’t matter. Every generation has these kooks. They just seem more numerous to me now. They store food, buy gold, guns and lots of ammo, of course. Why? Because you’re gonna have to kill your neighbors as they come to your house to steal your food. Lord, if it gets that bad, I don’t want to live. I don’t want to live life with that cloud of doom following me around. Think about it. These people live every moment knowing in their minds that Armageddon is right around the corner. That’s not a good life. It must be like living on death row. If I’m wrong and the world ends, I’ll be worried about how well I’ve lived my life and my accountability as to how I’ve treated the people in my life. My concern for that, I hope, will make me a better man today.
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