Where's The Apocalypse?

When I woke up this morning I expected to see the skies on fire, the rivers running red, the stock market collapsed into ruins (I'm actually disappointed about this one, I had been hoping to buy into a Republican panic.), and gangs of patriots roaming the streets shooting liberals on sight. As apocalypses go this has been a major disappointment.

You see, I spent last night reading conservative blog reaction to the Health Care Reform victory. To hear them tell it that vote would destroy the US economy. The stock market is up this morning, meaning tea party conservatives are buying and not putting their money where their mouths are. They said that God would punish the United States with wraith not seen since the Chicxulub Impact (65 million years ago) or, if you don't believe in such things, since Noah's Flood (2304 BC). It seems, when God gets pissed his first thought is to kill millions of innocents. Yet this morning the sky is blue, the birds are singing and it looks like God is in a jolly mood.

Of course, the chubby, pink-faced tea partiers are pledging to lock and load their weapons and begin an armed revolution to preserve the right of insurance companies to deny coverage to anyone with preexisting conditions. Right up there with "Don't Tread on Me" as a revolutionary slogan. I get the feeling they won't be marching too far from their beer coolers.

Apocalypses are so much more fun in the movies.