So, I’m getting my hair cut yesterday (I know, I’m bald but a good buzz eliminates the mad professor look) and the barber with the chair behind me starts talking to her customer about a show they both saw on Fox about the apocalypse. Apparently the apocalypse now consists of a combo of asteroid hitting the earth, Middle East war, Global warming, volcanos (!), nuclear war and pandemic disease. Sounds like a blast, doesn’t it?

This is where it gets good, or at least weird: The barber starts off on an increasingly fanatical rant about how the end days are coming (I think she mentioned 2028) and then went into incredible detail about exactly how it was going to go down, ending finally with God and Jesus and some archangels swooping in at the last minute and saving our butts. She was pretty ecstatic about having this knowledge.

Lady, I have news for you: God has no track record of pulling our tails out of the fire at the last minute. In fact I think he might be more likely to let the planet’s destroyers get cooked so things can get back to their beautiful previous state.

I don’t remember reading anything about asteroids in the Bible , but then again, I’m a Buddhist so it hasn’t been on my nightstand for a long time.

The whole thing was very weird and even my barber, who can make small talk with the best of them, was silent. I paid my bill and left and so did her customer, all without comment. I wonder if there was any repercussion for her after we left?