There’s a blog out there that I cannot look away from and I really need to. It’s basically a trainwreck and the trainwreck of it all is like crack to me. I keep whipping my head back and forth to get one last look — which, let’s face it, doesn’t exactly make me the poster child for mental health. I’m not going to put a direct link here — because I’m a coward, duh — but I’ll give you the URL like this: newine(dot)wordpress(dot)com.
The blogger is a Bostonian and a Christian who calls himself ultraguy. He seems smart, yet simultaneously insane because he is all about how everything that’s happening now proves we are in the end times. You know, frankly, I’m tired, and I would be okay if these ARE the end times, but when someone constantly barrages their readers with suppositions and never comes to any logical conclusions, it’s exhausting and incomprehensible and a gyp. Now I’m pretty sure the end times are gonna be a gyp for many people in many ways, but if you’re going to write about them, come to some damn conclusions, so I can either agree or disagree. Basically, he’s an apocalypse tease and I am very frustrated. I’m like a guy here. Don’t get me all worked up fer nothin’, okay?
I need release.
I don’t know WHY I’m reading. Maybe I’m looking for something that finally strikes me and makes me say, “Yes! End times! I’m outta here!” Because, again, I’m tired. And lazy.
Why I am relying on ultraguy for this definitive proof, I do not know. I have issues. Issues far beyond the tired and the lazy.
The other day he had a post that drew parallels — follow me if you can — between the location of some boulder that commemorates Jonathan Edwards’ sermon “Sinner in the Hands of an Angry God” and the locations of both the Haitian and Chilean earthquakes. There was an official-looking map involved, with a red line running south from this stone in CT through Haiti to Chile. That was basically it. “Follow the line of sinners” I think is the thought here. Although, again, I never know. I’m never sure with ultraguy.
It’s all ultra something, that’s for sure.
So you draw a red line from CT through Haiti to Chile.
Uhm, so?
So?
SO FREAKIN’ WHAT????
This is what it’s like to read this stuff. Every day it’s some byzantine post that meanders around but never arrives anywhere. (So much for faith being something even a little child can grasp.) It’s always, “Hey! This might be something!” It frustrates me. It makes me angry because it’s cheap and easy to throw out dangerous (and stupid) suppositions when you don’t have to prove them or even logically support them. If the only goal is to work people into a froth, you don’t NEED to be reasonable.
I don’t know why I’m going off on this (ultra)guy. I guess because I think it’s irresponsible — getting susceptible readers to chase their tails and obsess about whether this means it’s the end times or that means it’s the end times. If every thought in your head or everything that happens to you points to the end times, how do you sleep at night?
It’s crazy. Doing that will make you crazy. During the time I’ve read this blog, he’s progressively made less and less sense. I think that’s what obsessing about the unknowable will do to a person: make you nutso.
Obsess about it if you must, but obsess in private. Don’t drag others down with you. Like your formerly sane fellow Christians.
That’s where I have the problem.
Go crazy-ass insane on your own time.