The Indigestible

Kurt Vonnegut, in Cat’s Cradle, wrote of the world’s end.

It came through a bizarre molecular structure, a “new” way for water to freeze at room temperature, melting only at about 114 or so degrees Fahrenheit. A crystal of this Ice-Nine fell into the sea, followed by what he described as The Great Ah-Whoom, the sound made by all the waters on Earth freezing solid in one moment.

I don’t imagine a nuclear apocalypse would sound like that. I imagine it would sound a lot more like the accounts we heard from the survivors of Hiroshima: Black rains falling on burned bodies, and the dying begging for water.

It’s simply incomprehensible to a thinking, feeling human being that anyone would want this kind of sorrow to fall on our world — yet apocalyptic Christian cults pray, every day, for such madness. They believe that it will presage the reign of Jesus Christ on his scorched Earth.

Bush has idenitfied himself prominently as being such a believer.

Continuing the series, Reality Check? 3.