Ben Peek (benpeek) wrote,
Ben Peek

It's the End of the World and I'm Doing Fine

This morning, I got a knock on the door. When I opened it, I found a solid guy in his late fifties, dressed in a dark grey suit, and holding a leaflet.

"Thanks for coming to the door," he said.

"Sure," I replied.

"I'd just like to invite you to a seminar we're giving."

Now, usually, I just say no, thanks, and leave it at that, but for no particular reason I could put my finger on, I took the flyer. As soon as it was handed to me, I knew I had done the right thing, for across the top were the words, "How Can You Survive the End of the World?"

Beneath it was written, "You are warmly invited to come and listen to the answer." Well, neat, I thought. The end of the world is coming. I'm in the fame of mind for that. I figure there will be fire. The ground will open up. Planes fall from the sky. The world, as you and I know it, says fuck you all. Of course, the leaflet I had been given by the now departed man, had a white guy in a yellow shirt leading his daughter (who wears a bonnet) and his red haired wife, standing in a green meadow, people following behind them. They're heading towards the light, leaving behind the story, just as the white and black people behind them. There's no Asian people, or Indian people, mind you, but I suppose when the sky turns black and everything goes bad, there has to be someone for these well dressed men and women to wave at when they head out of town.

On the back of the leaflet, there was a huge collection of people, and dates for the convention, which, no prizes if you guessed it, was behind held by the Jehovah's Witness people. For a moment, I considered going--surely, I thought, it would be good for me to learn how to watch for Jehovah's Day, and at the very least, I might find it amusing. I could spare a couple of hours for that.



Apparently learning to survive the end of the world is a three day symposium, held at the Acer Arena in Homebush Bay. Now, in case you don't jump that link, Acer Arena is known for being the place that people like Pink and monster trucks go to when they have to put a show on, and usually designates that quite a few people will be there. The Jehovah's Witness people, it seems, think that surviving the end of the world will bring in the same crowds as Pink being hit by a monster truck (tell me you wouldn't go and see it) and do so for three days. Which, hey, it might just do so, what do I know? I mean, I didn't even think that there were that many Jehovah's Witness people in Sydney.

I've not yet decided if I won't go out and check it for a laugh, but since it runs from 9.20 to 4.55 on each of those days, I suspect laziness and not giving a fuck will get the better of me, but you never know.

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