It’s a wide misconception that when the apocalypse hits, there will still be small bands of nomadic people, searching for truth, meaning, a place to rebuild their culture, and Twinkies.
Those of us who have traveled forward in time know the truth. None of you suckers are going to make it. Not a one.
You think you’re special? You think you can survive meteors, or a zombie virus, or the wrath of ancient gods who live underground and demand the blood of sacrificial virgins? You think you’re Cher?
Ha. Sorry.
Better luck next time, humanity.
Image by Melissa McEwan, found here: http://www.shakesville.com/2007/02/apocalypto.html.
