Waiting For the World to End, Volume 1: Don't Argue About the Apocalypse

            Just a gentle reminder from No Credentials…the world is supposed to explode in a week. Or become infested with zombies. Or be stricken by earthquakes and volcanoes because of a dramatic polar shift. Or something. I could use science to validate why you shouldn’t argue that the Mayans are going to be right, but I have a much simpler reason.

What good is it to argue a point if you won’t get to gloat about it after it’s proven correct?

            Most of the time when you argue about a possible outcome, there’s a chance you either get to celebrate your genius or have to eat crow for your stupidity. In this case, if the world ends, you’ll be dead, and if it doesn’t, you’ll look like a dumbass. At best, you might be one of the few survivors of a zombie apocalypse, but will you really feel like reminding people that you’re right when walkers are trying to bite your ankle? There’s no winning in the debate of whether or not the world will end. It’s the ultimate lose-lose situation.