One Thing I Like about the Greater Disappointment

I wrote about how there’s not going to be a Rapture tomorrow for Pith. One thing that I do appreciate about this Disappointment is the shout-out to the original. In 1844, they all thought the end of the world was October 22nd and this time, after the Rapture tomorrow, the world will end on October 22nd. It kind of vindicates Miller, if it happens.

Of course, it’s not happening. But, like I said at Pith, of all the fucked-up things people get stuck on, this, to me, is one of the most understandable. It’s hard to look around at the terrible things happening in the world, the horrible suffering on such wide scale, and how we’ve developed so many gruesome ways to kill each other and think that this can be sustainable. Not just sustainable, but it’s hard to believe that Someone isn’t going to step in and say “Enough.”

Yes, I think there’s a huge strain of “And wait until you discover that God always did love me best!” going on, too. But I think that fundamental impulse to believe the world is going to end is just an understandable response to how difficult and complicated the world is.

It’s why, I think, you have to throw yourself in with happiness, when you can. Happiness is really revolutionary, and not in the “Take down governments” way, but in the “make some room in this old world for a spot where your soul cannot utterly be crushed.”

I don’t know. I find the world a depressing place, but I sing anyway, you know. Have dinner with my friends. Write things that amuse me. Not because I think those are the things you should do, but because that’s the way I make it bearable for me.

Which, yes, typed out, sounds depressing, but I feel it as a sacred commitment. Find beauty, be happy. Make it as hard as possible for this world to break you. Go down with a fight.

9 thoughts on “One Thing I Like about the Greater Disappointment

  1. And lets not pretend it’s only the apocolyptic who have this problem. My Time is the Big Last Time ultimately comes form the same place as “In my past lives, I was, oh–the Archbishop of Cantebury, a Viking warrior, and a member of the Roman Senate.” Nobody has hypnotically-enhanced realizations that their past lives were as dull as this one–or wors–and few that they’d been anonymous working stiffs. Just like nobodyat all envisions an afterlife that’s like the life we already have. All stuck up.

  2. Well, when Boopsie relived her past lives in Doonesbury, she was a serf over and over: “I thought the thirteenth century would never end.”

  3. Help! I’m at the Legislature and I’m telling you the Rapture has started up here.

  4. Mike, I’m pretty sure that if the Rapture started while the legislature was in session, no one would be able to tell until they came outside afterwards.

  5. The dead are alive and drawing state paychecks.

    Don’t let Campfield bite you, Rep. Turner.

  6. Thank you so much for the Atomic Power audio link. I have a whole collection of atom bomb music from the 50s and 60’s, but that recording is so clear and unaffected.

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