Friday, December 21, 2012

Just another day

a normal Winter Solstice, a normal end of the 13th Mayan Bak'tun (400 year cycle). Much hailed by the globalized doomsaying crowd as the 2012 Apocalypse.

There have been many predictions of doomsday, from time immemorial, to the present day, when spectacular failures of the said predictions are much more quickly disseminated, the better to be laughed at. There are groups of people who make it their life's mission to be prepared in such an eventuality, which when it comes, is likely to be millions of years into the future, by which time, it will either be a post-human civilization, or a bunch of robots who couldn't care less about survival, or a bunch of microbes, which may not have the consciousness to care either.

Here is an interesting round up of predictions from Stephen Tomkins of The Guardian. Of these, some of the most entertaining are the ones  made by Winston Churchill in 1931. Surprisingly, he fares quite well on many of his predictions, though some are perhaps better applied to 2012 than to the 1980's, which are the years he was attempting to foresee.

In the meantime, this is the way that my morning started. I went out for my usual constitutional at 5:30 am. The sky seemed lighter than usual, flush with the pink glow on the east, not from the sun, but from the glow of a thousand sodium-vapor lamps near the mall. Clouds loomed, threatening something. Not rain, but snow. A snowpocalypse was expected in time for rush hour, according the local weathercasters. The air was chilly, but not bitingly so.

As I walked, gazing up at the black outlines of bare trees against the grey-orange sky, little gusts and eddies started blowing, with a hint of colder air in them. 

A day like any other, is what I predict. Tomorrow will be the start of a new Mayan era, though.

Happy Winter Solstice, and Happy New Mayan Bak'tun!


Balachandran V said...

Happy Everything, Sujatha! :-)

Sujatha said...

Happy Holidays to you too, Balachandran sir, as we like to say around these parts. Though I have noticed the store cashiers studiously avoiding saying anything of the sort to me or anybody ahead in the line. I think that they have all undergone training at the Grinch's school of corporate courtesy. 'Have a good day/evening' is all that I have been able to extract from them.