Snap, crackle, pop or ho hum?

December 21, 2012.  The day will start, but it is not supposed to end.  The Mayan calendar is specific.  There are no days beyond December 21st.  Specials on the history channel have touted the day as if the calendar is certain.

But as the world spins closer to the end of humanity, I don't see a lot of concern on the faces of the people I meet every day.  The Mayans are no longer with us, but they were so advanced in their knowledge of the stars that some have given credence to their calendar.  In fact, their empire is being dug up a little at a time, and the places being found are numerous, organized, large, and advanced.  And, no one can say with certainty what happened to them (although speculation is in no short supply).  One of the possibilities is that they all disappeared  at once.  Now, that contains some fascinating options.

Well, whatever happened to them, they surely left an intriguing piece of information behind.  At the very least, a new epoch is supposed to start.  And, at the most, it's over for humans.  I look forward to seeing what is going to happen.  The next epoch of human history, which is my favorite interpretation of the calendar, should be outstanding, maybe something in science is about to happen to send us to the next level of civilization.  That couldn't be bad.  This particular level has run its course.

In the event that the Mayans disappeared out of ignorance of dealing with Nature (so they starved in a drought unlike any they had ever seen, which is suggested by studying ice cores), December 22, 2012 will dawn like any other day.  The Mayans just didn't plan well and couldn't predict a catastrophe beyond what they could handle.  That makes their calendar a bit of a fantasy table.  It was a good novel in their culture.  I'll go to work like any other December 22nd.  And I'll enjoy the rest of my days because every day is a good day to live and holds enjoyment either in reality or in memory.  And that's worth a daily note of celebration.