The world didn't end although the Mayans as a culture are long gone. I've heard some remnants of their culture still exist in Central America. And 12-12-12 was just a date. But the equinox is here and the days will become imperceptibly longer for the next three or four weeks. Then they will be perceptibly longer. What a nice thought!
I was a changable day to befit a changing season. I awoke to a whistling wind, then the rains poured down. For a short while the sun came out and then the darkness came early as fog. I have been thinking of end times, dooms day and prophecies largely because I made the mistake of going to a movie early enough to have to sit through the previews of "coming in 2013". An assault on the senses and sanity. Of 6 or 16 or 60 previews -- I thought they would never end -- the majority were apocalyptic stories. Humanity has died off, been invaded by the tecnologically latest body snatchers, or is about to be destroyed one way or another -- except that there are heroes -- familiar heroes in new guises. Superman and, believe it or not, the Lone Ranger with a very well spoken Tonto. Not being the primary demographic for popular movies (16 year old boys) I was appalled.
And worried. It seemed to me these movies deal work by inducing a fear reaction and then, I suppose, a release from tension as the heroes vanquish the forces of evil, or whatever. I'm too old to ever want to find out and I may never again go to the multiplex in the mall. But what of those boys with an addiction to fear and release -- the pumping adrenaline, the high of excitement, the need to experience it again and again. Not always do they take their need to the cineplex, sometimes they act it out, sometimes with an automatic weapon, sometimes turned on their peers, sometimes turned on their parents, sometimes turned on small children. And then the ultimate release from the fear, ultimate shirking of responsibility, turning the gun on themselves or suicide by cop. Yes, Joe Bidden, if your committee wants to know about violence in America one place to look is at the cinema. There are others, of course, we are a multi-violent society.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!