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The Day After the World Ended

We have two or three holiday meals planned,
and it happened to my mind, this morning,
that I should learn precisely when they shall occur,
but then I remembered that the world ended
yesterday, and we have no calendars.  

But some things remain the same:
Kenny had not "gay-ron-tee coated" the driveway,
and the cat is still as deaf as a post.  As concerns
the cat, she cannot hear that she now meows
loud enough to wake the dead--and she does, every day--
so I get up every morning to give her more food.
She--Annie Cat--apparently does not need a calendar.
The end of the world means nothing to her,
but it will if she does not tone down at dawn.  

 Pay no attention to the fact that the Mayans
did not predict the end of the world, at all.
But do pay attention to the fact that loony Christians,
not all of whom are in Kansas, do slip off their rockers
fairly regularly, trying to get a good look at Jesus
coming on a cloud to lead them out of the Promised Land,
maybe to the New Jerusalem, which might be 
in Jerusalem, or might be in Fresno or Waco.

 John Boehner has been modestly quiet 
on the subject of Jesus coming again.  He has worried about
Mayans migrating to Texas, and he does recognize
that his Tea Party friends are threatening 
to end his reign as Speaker of the House.

 It was no surprise, then, that he opened 
the Republican Caucasian Caucus with a prayer
for serenity and a plea for sensibility, neither 
of which came in time to get on the House calendar.

 Is there not something genuinely loony 
about believing that the world will end 
before the Republicans arrive in the 21st century?
How can the world end if  the tax rate goes up
on income over three or four hundred thousand
a year, or if the debt ceiling is not shot down?

 No, people who climb up on ziggurats 
or to the top of Cemetery Hill, available cash
in hand, to wait for Whoever their Messiah is,
are either just a little bit crazy, or a lot.  
We all come from families, so a little crazy
is not so scary, but it is worrisome when
we elect those people to the U. S. Congress.  

 People who think the world will end soon
have no reason to make long-range plans.  
People who do not make long-range plans
should not be planning our future.  
They should be climbing ziggurats.  

In a jungle, somewhere.  Far away.  

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