This is a blast from the past, of course, so in case you’re
not sure what’s going on here: According to interpretations of the Mayan
calendar system, a brilliantly complex system of accurate timekeeping, there
were no days after 12 21 2012. Or rather, the clock started over. So we freaked
out, what did they know? Yikes! Doom of Biblical proportions! It was as if we
saw midnight approaching and said OH MY GOD THERE’S NO TIME AFTER THAT! WE
ALREADY USED UP One O’ Clock!!!

I myself had a joke at the time: The world DOES end on December
21 2012, but only for the Mayans.
Similarly, after Nostradamus’ predictions of sometime around 2325 for the final
countdown, the world ends, but only for the French. My advice was not to make
any predictions about Americans.

Anyway, never people to miss an opportunity to turn the
whole planet into The Poseidon Adventure, Hollywood made a movie with John
Cusack that was arguably the most relentless thrill ride ever; they didn’t set foot on ground that didn’t fall out from
under them and burst into radioactive flames. It was like they re-shot Star
Wars only the whole thing was two hours of flying the Milennium
Falcon through the asteroid field. It was in fact a pretty good movie, even the
plot parts.

So this is my interpretation of the whole hoopla. With my
usual common sense note: The numbers on the clock, the names on the calendar,
these are not significant. Real timekeeping is unique. Knowing the pattern that
could let you know the future is seductive, but it’s not in the numerology.