The End-time crowd must be having a picnic. It’s Spring, 2006 and one of the worst allergy seasons on record. This is a sure sign of the end of life as we know it.
No amount of Claritin cured this year’s pollen festival.
Prayers for unstuffed noses went unanswered. Itchy, watery eyes and all the other symptoms printed on the labels of the over the counter medicines popped out of the trees, the flowers, and the air in general. Enough of them to affect everyone, even those who aren’t allergic.
Okay, so it’s a historic-sites grade bad allergy season, what has that to do with “End-times?”
Nothing by itself.
But couple this with the predicted number and intensity of Atlantic hurricanes set to hit us from summer through the November, and NOW you’ve got something.
Each year before the storm cycle begins, the atmospheric scientists tell us it’s going to be a bad one. They have been right more than they’ve been wrong lately, which is championship behavior for anyone who’s job is even slightly related to “weather forecaster.”
So this year, they figure they need two alphabets to name all the storms and they figure there’ll be more high-category hurricanes than in the memory of anyone living.
Super allergies, super storms.
But is that combination enough to convince us that the planet is about to be wiped out?
Don’t see a lot of Arks under construction. Maybe it’s because they’re allergic to wooden planks and haven’t figured out yet how to make one out of fiberglass.
Look for further signs: Like if the American Baath Party loses its present domination of Congress and some state houses.
Yeah, that would be a sign, alright. Voices from the heavens telling us we’ve not been up to Baath standards and therefore will have to pay with our lives… in the slow destruction born upon us by sneezing, stuffy nose, watery and itchy eyes, major hurricanes and public officials who are members of the Democratic Party.
Horrible way to go.
I'm Wes Richards, my opinions are my own, but you're welcome to them.
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