Until the End of the World

When things don't turn out the way you hoped, it may seem like the end of the world.

And sometimes, it's the other way around—it may be somewhat of a downer when the end of the world doesn't turn out the way you had hoped.

I know how you feel.

12.21.12 has come and gone, and here we are—wherever or whatever here might be.

The world is still standing.

Don't feel too bad about it.

If you ask me, for a good end of the world scenario, anything that falls short of Lars von Trier' s Melancholia is bound to feel like a bit of a let down, anyway.

Take heart.

Here are some things you can do to keep disappointment from getting to you:



On est toujours libre de ne rien comprendre à rien.*

                        * (One is always at liberty not to understand anything to anything.)
                            —Gabriel Marcel

It's not you, it's us.

The gentleman does understand, of course, that this is the nature of the Wulfshead, right?

We're all strange here.

Don't fret about it, sir; you're not alone: people do not always get it. This is quite normal, actually. Statistically speaking.

Sir Ken Robinson explains it thusly:

The better question is: What does the post mean, TO YOU?

Thank you for dropping by. Please, do come again.



Defy Gravity!


Don't make me get the flying monkeys...



The Words to Say it

Kudos to Jonathan Chait for this befitting indictment of the collusion of the Beltway elite of the so-called left, right and center.