Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The end is nigh. Maybe.

Prudence loves a good Christian fundamentalist fear campaign as much as the next smug atheist.

So she was delighted to find a photocopy-of-a-photocopy-of-a-photocopy of THE WARNING in her letterbox.

To wit: New prophecies reveal global events in the lead up to the Second Coming.

It goes on to detail The Warning which is to come from the European Visionary Our Lady of Garabandal, who, we're told, received an ILLUMINATION OF CONSCIENCE (their caps) in 1961. One wonders, idly, whether it hurt.

Prudence finds it alarming that everyone over the age of seven will experience a mystical encounter with Jesus Christ, lasting up to 15 minutes. Two comets will collide in the sky.

Our sins will be shown to us, and some will be so sickened and shocked that they will drop dead before having a chance to ask for forgiveness.

And so on.

But, just to ruin the effect, the exhortation that all this is to happen in 2011, has been crossed out in biro, and replaced with the word soon.

So long as that's clear.

Prudence rather suspects the British Humanists are right - there's probably no god, and you should stop worrying and enjoy yourself.

Sunday, August 7, 2011


Prudence happened to catch an interview with an academic, who said some interesting things about the nature of community and sustainability and such.

It was all very interesting.

Until the academic used the word co-operativity.

This being one of Prudence's pet hates - the making up of new words when there's a perfectly serviceable old word.

Whatever happened to co-operation?