She had an answer: “By cloning dinosaurs and turning them loose on us.” I knew a lot of otherwise upbeat Evangelicals-stout allies in the prolife movement, and really pious Christians-who spent a decade or so hoping they wouldn’t be “left behind.” A sweet old church lady from my parish (her son is a priest) still believes that environmentalist scientists are planning to reduce the world population by 90%, and turn the rest of the earth into a nature park. When it didn’t happen, as all the folks around me at the New Year’s eve party in Greenwich Village (I too wanted to be prepared) chanted “We’re still alive!” they seemed a tad … disappointed at the dawn of just one more frog-flippin’ day.Ī publishing giant I worked with stoutly insisted that Bill Clinton would engineer a “state of emergency” and refuse to leave the White House except in a body bag. 1, 2000, that all the Russian missiles would accidentally fire at once. I know a Catholic author who is still trying to finish all the canned food he stockpiled, and unload the rural compound he bought “to be prepared.” A part of me was afraid straight through Jan. Those of you in your 20s and up might remember Y2K. Malachy that we’re running low on popes, the prospect of Mayan apocalypse, the threat of Three Days of Darkness, or the predicted crash of every computer in the world? I’m not sure, but I think if we trawl through the “Send” box of disappointed prophecies we might just stumble upon an answer. Why do we crave the End? What sends shivers up our spines at the prophecy of St.
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