Tuesday 13th October 2026

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Threads continues to be a gobsmacking pool of stupidity. Not only does everyone on there seem convinced the world is flat and that we've discovered Noah's Ark, but there's a lot of predictions about the imminent Rapture too.
Someone even had a very convincing video about the good being sucked off to Heaven (been there) and the rest of us staying on a planet with no religious people on it. Wait, is this meant to scare us or have us crossing our fingers that it's real?
Imagine a world without anyone who believes in God... it's easy if you try. And brilliant.
The video seems confused about whether you get raptured in what you're wearing or if you leave your clothes behind. Some of the raptured leave a clothing item or two, but some of them are meeting Jesus with it all hanging out.
I can't help thinking that the "saved" (whichever group you think that word applies to) must feel bad about being parted from their loved ones. The bride who has just been married disappears, but not the groom. She's got to feel great about the getting into Heaven bit, but surely leaving her husband behind on this of all days must give her some mixed feelings. If she couldn't even convince her new husband to believe then does she really deserve rapture herself.
If I got raptured (yeah, unlikely, but I am planning to repent just as the other people start flying into the sky and then try and pretend I did it just before it started) and I had to leave behind Catie and the kids then I think I would at least spend the first half an hour asking Jesus to let them in too. Would Heaven even be Heaven if you were thinking of your loved ones burning in Hell (or living in a world without religious people blowing everything up and preaching all the time or posting shit on threads)?
It's also weird that the woman in bed with her husband not only leaves him behind, but also a couple of her fingers. Maybe a parting gift to her husband. Or maybe she did something unGodly with them at some point. Again, I'd be quite annoyed that I didn't get to finish the book I was reading. Is Jesus going to be telling me what happens in the end? Or is he going to be too busy with everyone asking for their loved ones to be admitted.
Anyway, if you're not bothered about losing fingers or being separated from most of the people you live for all eternity or possibly being in Heaven in the buff or the plane you're flying crashing and killing hundreds of people (not your fault that they didn't believe in something that isn't directly mentioned in the Bible and only started being talked about in 1830- you're a good person), then the Rapture looks pretty good.
I think I'd like to do the flying up in the sky bit, preferably nude, but hopefully they also have a fun water slide up there so you can come back to earth if you're not enjoying standing on a cloud in a big crowd, looking at a bloke sitting in a chair.


I got it out the way early today. I managed to write my blog and do Newsround before 10am. Now if I could do that every day I could get so much done.

Not that I got very much else done
But when you've written a blog and done a brilliant Newsround you can probably take the rest of the day off.
And to be fair I wasn't feeling very well. I read some of Kyle Maclachlan's memoir (I am interviewing him next week, though not for a podcast sadly), which I am really enjoying. But I then fell asleep. I had intended to go for a run this morning. This was the opposite of a run.
Most of the family has been fighting off some autumn back to school bug and it's been flirting with me, but until today I thought my daily anti-biotics and anti-virals might be warding things off.
I have no idea where my immune system is right now and if I am in any danger (though things are perilous enough for me to get free flu and covid shots this year - which of course are poison and will kill me, like they have killed everyone who had them). I have to stay on these pills for six months, which suggests some level of danger and in December I should be having the pleasure of another bone marrow extraction (it's not a pleasure really - it's a bit like what I imagine being in a Victorian hospital would be like) to see if my body has expelled those pesky hairy cells (for now - they will creep their way back in over the next decade).
Anyway, I don't feel too guilty for stopping work at 10am today.
No point in working hard when you could be Raptured at any minute anyway.





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