I’ve been reading a lot about Doomsday these days, and for sure I know it must be coming; I just don’t know when.
Just the other week, Sen. Mike Miller of our Annapolis legislature lectured the Maryland citizens: Either you give me some more of your tax dollars or a “doomsday” budget is coming to your neighborhood. “We can no longer support the many programs we currently finance, such as our education funding and law enforcement allocations,” said Senator Miller.
As I thought about these headlines, I paused for a “brief” moment and tried to comprehend just a little as to how we ended up on the eve of “doomsday” in the first place. Senator Miller has been in Annapolis since 1974 and I wonder if he had any premonitions about the possibility of “doomsday” in our state before now.
Is there something we could have done, Mike, to prevent Doomsday?
I also had a second thought as to how many times this doomsday speech might work. Do we get a doomsday budget speech every time Maryland needs more money to spend? Next year when we find ourselves once again a billion dollars in the hole, will another doomsday speech be reason to raise taxes once more?
I think if I were in politics, I would be trying awfully hard to prevent these doomsday events as much as possible. That would require me keeping my house in order and not buying things I can’t afford.
It doesn’t appear that many of our local, state and federal governments embrace that concept yet.
More and more of the same seems to be the menu of choice.
It also might require a closer look at our bureaucracy and how we might do things more “efficiently” and “different,” instead of business as usual, which tends to cost us more and more as we continue to waste many of our tax dollars.
The Rev. Harold Camping, a religious leader in California, and presumably working for God, has also failed miserably at predicting the end of the world.
Doomsday must be coming, but when?
Camping predicted the world would come to an end on May 21, 2011, and after those calculations failed to materialize, he predicted another ending for our civilization on Oct. 21, 2011.
Some of his followers actually sold all their possessions.
I’m fairly certain that Reverend Camping is going to get a few furlough days from God for misrepresenting him the way he has with these failed doomsday predictions. Pastor Camping has been low key since his miscommunications to his flock and the world.
I can’t really blame him.
The good pastor, at least, did offer an apology for his errors. Nothing forthcoming yet from our political friends.
As I prepared to pause a little from all this doomsday stuff, I happened to read another story about the Mayan calendar, which was designed to last for some 5,200 years. It comes to an end on Dec. 21, 2012.
People are beginning to speculate that Doomsday might actually occur on this date.
Boy, what a bummer!
Unknown to me, on Dec. 21, 1968, I decided to get married.
Hope that wasn’t a bad omen!
Seriously, I do think there is going to be a doomsday, but I hope I’m not around to see it.
I think the actual prediction for doomsday might be written on the side of a big white oak tree just on the other side of a hill in Dargan. Not for sure.
But what better place to hide it!
Before doomsday actually does arrive, maybe you might want to do a few things differently.
Hug your kids. Be more generous. Love someone, and tell them. Stop being so mean, and enjoy life a little. All that animosity you’ve been harboring over the years — get rid of it!
Doomsday must be coming! I just don’t know when.
Lloyd Waters is a Sharpsburg resident who writes columns for The Herald-Mail.