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Whenever I go on one of my “The-History-of-Mexico-Is-The-Most-Ignored-Of-The-Tragic-Spectacular-and-Misunderstood-Histories” overtures, the above statement would well-summarize one of my main theses. Facesmack and high five at the same time, Monsieur Zag.
I have a diary (yes, I still buy page a day diaries because, whatever) that has a year planner for 2013 so I guess we’re all safe until the end of… wait… it’s doesn’t go to 2014 so WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE AT THE END OF 2013! OH NO!
I’m not quite sure how far in advance the Mayans were supposed to be planning. I’d say they thought that they had plenty of time to work on the next calendar before it was needed because they had hundreds of years to get around to it.
Any time someone’s mentioned the Mayans to me in person I’ve done the thing with my calendar and feigned fear until giving them ‘a look’. I do not get invited to many parties.
The Mayan calendar is completed. Saying the world is going to end on a certain day according to some (probably terrible) translation of the Mayan calendar is like saying the world is going to end on December 31, because that’s the last day of the calendar. It’s total idiocy. And if anybody bothered to do their homework, they’d learn that there is documentation of Mayan kings and queens proclaiming how their reigns/dynasties will extend far beyond that date, like hundreds of years beyond it.
thinkingupblognamesishard, I won’t be going to any end-of-times parties, either. Because I obviously am too lame to suspend belief (and ignore a whole semester of coursework in “The End of the World”*).
*Yes, I actually took a course called that. Religious studies majors get the best fuckin’ classes, yo. I also took a class that was all about JRR Tolkien and CS Lewis.
