The End is Nigh!

So many times people have "predicted" the "end" of the world. What irks me is that what they failed to realize is that the end would actually be of people, the Earth would be just fine. And quite frankly, if the end meant I didn't have to be bothered with those people always declaring the Rapture.

Well, there is a new breed of Evangelical. The Strike Evangelical, who is now, and has been for a few weeks, always declaring that the strike is or will be over. Last year it was, "The strike will be over by Thanksgiving!" and when that date passed, "The strike will be over before Christmas!" And then the AMPTP walked out like the Grinch who's heart decided two sizes sucked and went back down.

It was quite for a while, probably as quiet as it was after the clock struck 1900 and all those faithful who'd climbed to the top of the mountain had to lower their shoulders and trot right back down, wondering why Rapture passed them by.

But like herpes the strike rumors didn't stay down for long, they flared back up right after the DGA signed their deal and became a full outbreak once the WGA began informal negotiations with the producers. From then on it was whispers of "strike's over, strike's over," and instead of practicing safe sex everyone, some writer's included, spread the disease.

It came to a head last week, when it was "The strike will be over Monday!" And, much like 1900, Monday came and went, not bothering to fill the pipe dream prophecies of so many disgruntled Hollywood types. Then came the news of this Saturday's meeting, where the WGA leadership will present the details of the deal and take a vote. You'd think Jesus was right around the corner, peeking out and holding a finger to his gleeful lips in a kind of "shhh" manner, waiting for his time to pop out the way people are acting. Every where I turn, again, is news of "strike's over, strike's over."

It is NOT over. As much as I would love it to be over, as much as a part of me wants this Rapture to be true, it's not over until the Guild says it's over. The fat lady, to use the pun, has not sung. We don't even know if she's fucking warming up.

So I will not climb up that mountain. I will wish the guild leaders the best, and remain skeptical until they tell me otherwise and it would be better if everyone did the same.