For no reason other than morbid curiosity as to what kooks it might draw, this page once tracked the countdown to Friday, December 21, 2012 @ 11:11 GMT.
Every sane, lucid person in the world knew that when this clock ticked down to zero nothing would happen and that life would continue as it always has. And if you are one of these sane, lucid people, you were most likely accosted by some contingent of end-timers with that one very special pestering idiot standing hight above the rest.
Well, here’s the straight poop on mine.
I could give you the whole long story, the exchange of emails, all the Facebook posts and subsequent comments and such, but that would be a colossal waste of your time. There’s no need for it. It’s all extraneous crap, so here’s the long story short.
For reasons of decency that will be apparent shortly, I decided to keep this individual anonymous. I’ll refer to him by his first name only, Stephane.
Stephane is a lunatic’s lunatic. His first contact (around mid-November 2012) was to inform me that Near Death Experiences were real. From this point on the delusions just got creepier.
Among the nonsense conspiracy theories, junk science, and other constructs of delusion that Stephane spewed via frequent, repetitive, and unsolicited email and Facebook postings, this Level-5 nutbag vomited forth all the textbook apocalyptic warnings by signs and symbols and the correctives through which one may stave off wrath and doom. This included drinking some weirdo potion of a specific dose to fully open your third eye. (No, I’m not kidding.)
Anyway, according to Stephane, those not secure in Christ would die on December 21, 2012 and begin some eternal unpleasantness of an unspecified nature. This flaming nutbag posted his tripe on my Facebook page (which I’m fine with), yet refused to answer one simple question about it:
When December 21 comes and nothing has happened, what explanation will you cough up to explain all this away?
But delusion is steel trap of self-reinforcement. Stephane refused to tender an answer (even to a fucking hypothetical question) simply because to do so would necessarily require a concession that he could be wrong, and his delusion wouldn’t allow that possibility.
This crankcase obfuscated and tried to change the topic as expected, and that wasn’t going to happen on my page – so I eventually marked all of his comments as spam. In a flaccid act of subterfuge he cried censorship, which was marginally true. I told him that his comments would remain hidden until he answered the question. If you spew your unsolicited tripe on my page then you’re on the hook to answer any question I may have about it as fair and reasonable compensation, so his censorship was self-imposed.
I even baited him with the sincere offering of his own page on this very website to promote his theories without impediment (which he would have gotten), but he still refused to proffer an answer. All he would say is that there was no alternative to what he made clear would happen on December 21. (Sorry, but that’s a non-answer.) So I banned his ass until December 22 when he’d be forced to respond in some manner. (FYI, he immediately deleted his initial post so as to remove any trace of my bitch slapping him. Who’s being censored now exactly?)
UPDATE 1: Immediately following his banishment, Stephane fired off an email:
Mr. Bastard. If you consider yourself a fair man, I would ask that you at least post, even if you see it as a cop out, my reply so as not to do spin like most cowards. Let your audience decide for themselves whether I answered the question or not. Fair?
My reply: I will utter the same words that you would if rhesus monkeys flew out of your ass on Dec.21-2012. There is no plan B. It has been decreed. Dec.22nd, 2012 @ 11:11am (I never got time zone information, so you’ll have to interpret that or find out on your own), there will be 3 Days of Darkness. When the poles shift, natural events will kill everybody that hasn’t raised their ChristConsciousness and is still living in the mental body realm (pentegram).
No, Stephane, you did NOT answer the question. Okay, I’ll fairly rephrase it. The question should have kicked off with the word IF instead of WHEN. But just the same, you knew perfectly well what I was asking and why. Let’s try again:
IF December 21 comes and nothing has happened, what explanation will you cough up to explain all this away?
If, Stephane. It’s a fucking hypothetical. You may relish your delusion and I hope is serves you well, but a hypothetical question can have a Plan B and a Plan C and a Plan Z – and so my question remains unanswered. You’ll hear from me again on December 22. Your predictable obfuscating delusional response will be posted here. Until then, vaya con dios.
Stephane never answered my question and continued along the creepy path of delusion and obfuscation until he disappeared like a fart ijn the wind shortly before his predicted day of doom.
UPDATE 2: I received the following brief email from Stephane on September 7, 2013:
hey buddy. just got out of jail. i was on a psychotic dxm ride. sorry for the trouble. maybe you got some entertainment from it?
I must be out of touch. I didn’t know what DXM was. I never even heard of it. At any rate, I can verify that our friend was indeed in jail, but I can’t elaborate beyond this for reasons of promised confidentiality.
I’m sincerely glad to hear that Stephane’s doing well, or at least better than before.
We live in a strange world indeed.