"Let there be zombies", and there was.

Sometime in the middle of the night last night, the IT department at work decided we shouldn't be checking into Family Radio anymore so they blocked us from accessing the site.

Sad.
Because that shiz?  Is damned entertaining.

Can you believe that there are people out there who haven't heard of the whole rapture on Saturday thing?
Can you believe that there are people out there who actually believe in the whole rapture on Saturday thing?
Can you believe that there are people who actually don't?
Disbelief tends to side with one's own personal standing.

I guess not everyone has the experience of dodging evangelists on every other street corner or of seeing the cars detailed all special-like to promote the idea that Jesus is coming in a few days or of the internet and cable and radio and stuff.

Sometimes my jokes about how Christian ladies should all be wearing pants on Saturday (and everyday, because you just never know!) so the heathens can't look up their skirts upon ascension fall on deaf ears.  Or offended ones. 
It's really fun to make fun of this stuff until you think about what this might mean for all the people who actually do believe this.

I'm afraid for the people who are set to be Camping with Camping (get it? Camping with Camping? Like hanging out with the guy who made all this stuff up? I wonder if anyone else thought of that joke yet. If not, I'm buying the rights. Proceeds will go to something good and sensical).  I'm afraid for what he might do to himself, to them.  I'm afraid for another Jonestown.  I'm afraid he might actually convince these people that they need to fight in Christ's Army in order to be saved come October.  He's gotten most of them to sell their possessions and drain their bank accounts.  Come Sunday morning, assuming there will be no end of days scenario, they will have nothing but each other.  And I guess some government-subsidized disaster relief aid.

I'm afraid for the children who are brought up in this church.  Children whose lives are totally wrapped up in this belief system.  What will happen to them?  When a child is raised in a church, the entire basis of a his or her life is rooted in the teachings of that church.  When they expect to be raised up to heaven and it doesn't happen, what do they believe?  That they were "left behind"?  That they aren't good enough?  That they are evil?  What is the long-term effect this stuff will have on their trust?  Their spirituality?  Their ability to function normally?
How long does it take to undo the damage done? I have a friend who was raised in a cult.  She's still undoing the damage done.  She may never be able to undo all the damage done. It's awful.

Anyway, good luck and godspeed to everyone this weekend.  There's lots of fun apocalypse parties going on Saturday night.  I'm going to a wedding.  A Catholic wedding with a full mass.  If you've ever had the pleasure, you know that somewhere in the middle you pray for a rapture.  Or a fire drill.  Or anything to get you out of there.
And I know of lots of post-apocalyptic Sunday brunches on the 22nd, so I might hit up one of those.

No one should be bored this weekend and Facebook statuses should be epic.  I'll be checking in with my friends on the other side of the globe first thing in the morning, to see how their Judgement Day is going.  Sort of like CNN covered the world hour-by-hour, time zone-by-time zone on January 1, 2000 when we were all supposed to die/go broke because missile safeguards would fail/bank logs would reset. It's supposed to hit Philadelphia around 6pm, according to Harold Camping.

I have some Christian friends who are leaving their doors unlocked all weekend, just in case, so the pagans and Jews and other non-saved folks can come in and take what they need without breaking windows.  I think that's adorable.  And mighty Christ-like.
(While you're at it, please fill your bathtubs with water too!  K! Thx!)