While talking

I was indicating to my Wife that I felt how B. Hussein Obama was going to be the end of the world as I knew it. I am very, very shallow. She calmly stated that our sun could just let loose (like a fart) with a solar flare (because we are coming to a solar maximum) that could act as an EMP (Electromagnetic Pulse) and rid the world of all the pesky electronics, destroying the power grids here on earth and put an end to my dirty little affair with blogging and technology. She said we would have to dig a pit with lime covered walls and put a shack over it to act as an outhouse. My Wife is very practical in the face of disaster. What bigger disaster than if the crapper goes down? I would need to stock up on red and white cobbs. She also mentioned that at some time in the 1800s there was a solar flare that ruined some telegraph wires as an example of what could be the result.

Talk about putting things into perspective.

It might be like going back to the 1800s for a while. I would also have to learn to deal with Florida heat in August.


Then I discovered this:

ScienceDaily (Jan. 9, 2009) — Fasten your seat belts -- we're faster, heavier, and more likely to collide than we thought. Astronomers making high-precision measurements of the Milky Way say our home Galaxy is rotating about 100,000 miles per hour faster than previously understood.

That increase in speed, said Mark Reid, of the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics, increases the Milky Way's mass by 50 percent, bringing it even with the Andromeda Galaxy. "No longer will we think of the Milky Way as the little sister of the Andromeda Galaxy in our Local Group family."

The larger mass, in turn, means a greater gravitational pull that increases the likelihood of collisions with the Andromeda galaxy or smaller nearby galaxies.

This means B. Hussein Obama on the big scale is insignificant. While he could make your life here on earth a living hell, it is a relatively small thing when considering what could happen, happens. He is so insignificant that B.Hussein Obama could be put into a gnats navel and you would still have room for the Moon.

So in all actuality I have no worries except living the next day.





Nuff said.