The folks at the Bulletin of Atomic Scientists, whose whole deal is fear mongering from what I can find, are planning to up the paranoia ante in a couple of days. That’s when they will move forward the hands of the doomsday clock. Since 1947, this analog clock is continually poised within a few entirely arbitrary minutes of midnight, our symbolic atomic denouement. When first introduced, it was set at seven minutes til midnight. A little dramatic, maybe, but it was the Cold War; it made the most sense to be fatalistic, even of there was nothing to win from being right. But is it still necessary to talk about this? It seems to me, given the myriad other ways the societies of the world will crumble, nuclear proliferation seems somehow passe. Regardless, the clock will move closer to midnight, likely closer than it has been since 1988. Saying that our current condition is essentially as bad as relations before the fall of anything. I wonder how that happened? The big reveal is on Wednesday, ironically at 2:30 in the afternoon, GMT.
If you want something to really worry about, 2007 is a lucky year to be born in China, and it’s having some unlucky complications. The year of the golden cow is a once-in-sixty years occurance said to bless those born into it with luck and a long life. In response, millions of Chinese couples are trying to have a baby sometime in the next calendar year (they weren’t trying before?!). If it seemed a little crowded already, give it about 15 years when there are millions of extra Chinese teenagers, all with a sense of entitlement.