The world is ending, what are you doing?

Me, I’m sitting at my desk, posting about it on twitter, feeling hopeless, afraid, and unable to do anything meaningful.

How 'bout the rest of you? How are you handling the end of the world as we know it?

Playing the violin, badly.

Slightly relieved, I suppose, in the knowledge that I will soon not have to worry about the future ever again. Maybe a little sad at losing the opportunity to witness/enjoy the future. Hoping there won’t be much pain as I transition from life to death. Looking for something pleasant to do as I meet my end; might as well go out happy.

It would depend on where I am. If I’m back home, I’m spending it with my family. If I’m away, I’m sharing gallows jokes with whomever I know who’s reachable and in the mood for gallows humor. I’m gonna die any-fuckin-way, may as well have fun while doing it.

I feel fine.

If it’s not sudden, and I have a little time I’d start feeding my dog bone-in steak and oven roasted potato.

We can look back to when the Black Death swept through Europe and read accounts that when numbers of Europeans thought the End Was Nigh many responded by immersing themselves in their religion, spending their days in prayer, while others considered it a final opportunity for sex, drugs, and rock and roll (okay, rock wasn’t invented so let’s say ‘wine, women, and song’)

I don’t think the OP was posting a hypothetical.

This, but it’s funny the direction the thread has gone.

Oh, then just grain free dog food. Sorry pup.

How much time do we have? Minutes? Hours? Days?

You mean global disaster or complete extinction of all life? In either case, I guess I’ll introduce my baby to ice cream and other tasty treats she hasn’t had yet. Spend time with her. Teach my cat to fend for itself :stuck_out_tongue: OK, that’s a waste of time but I’ll give it a bit of a try. Might put a sharply spiked collar around her neck.

Why do you think I’ve been stockpiling all these Molotovs and cans of silly string?

Uh, yeah, I think some folks in this thread missed the point.

I’m also paralyzed with fear and helplessness. Climate catastrophe and dwindling international cooperation mean we’re all FUBAR. I’m terrified for my children, and I often wish I hadn’t brought them into the world to suffer through the nightmare.

I would be running around quoting Matthew 24:6-8.

Regards,
Shodan

Don’t be despondent, it will all be OK. The preconditions of life are likely to have permeated the universe. If intelligent + socially interconnected life doesn’t make a successful go of it on this planet, it will happen elsewhere.

*** hugs ***

Consoling myself with the thought that every generation in history has had a goodly number of people convinced the world is ending, and none of them has actually been right yet.

Meh. Every generation has had its challenges and hardships. My mother-in-law was born in Japan shortly before the end of WW2; I’ll wager her parents had second thoughts in the months leading up to her birth. And yet she seems to have done OK.

Previous generations have dealt with slavery, witchcraft trials, plagues, pre-EPA environmental degradation, what-have-you. The most recent generations survived the stress of mutually-assured destruction during the cold war. The next generation will struggle with climate change - and they will adapt, and life will go on.

Being nice to others, like a hospice worker.

Oh, if we’re talking about the fact that the world is actually ending at some point well then I’m going to just do my stuff. Lots of biological stuff, grabbing the Littlest Nephew while he’s still little enough to be grabbed up, hugging the Greater Nephew while he still allows hugs, reminding the Niece that no matter how cute she is I don’t accept hugs from sticky hands, being my mother’s unpaid psychologist, posting on the Dope, killing pixelated enemies, going to the supermarket, cooking, cleaning… I’ll keep on trying to make this world a little bit better, but that’s because I was raised that way: whether the world is ending in a few days or in a few millennia’s got nothing to do with it.

This morning I discovered an HBO show which seems interesting, Beforeigners. And this noon I did my shopping. And tonight I’m having ice cream, because as the Swedish Team taught the rest of us some twenty years ago, it’s always a good time to have ice cream.