We live in a young millennium. On a human scale, Y2K is old enough to have already passed through the twenty year nostalgia cycle. Unless Bryan Johnson is—and I have serious doubts that he is—most alive of us today won’t be around for the second century of this new age. We survived the millennium, but the apocalyptic mood didn’t dissipate. It lingered. And every cultural conversation seems to be some rehashing of the End of the World.
All the ways the world might end:
“everyone in America is living in a Doomsday Cult. The Christian prophecy of the rapture is built into the nation’s collective unconscious.”
-MythoAmerica
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