Red Sun

The Science outweighs the Religion

Wally glanced out at the weather and said, "Aye, lad, tis a fair bit windy out on the sea today. Do you reckon this hurricane hitting Ireland has anything to do with the winds, Mick?"

Mick gave a chuckle and replied, "Don't be such a barmpot, man. This is a small island in the Northern Hemisphere, of course, we'll get high winds. The trouble these days is there are too many people with too much information and too short memories. I remember winters like this every year in the North. Once people start to realise our situation, they will see this is normal weather for this time of year. True, it is windy on a night, but during the day it's not too bad; I recall much worse weather and nobody said a thing about it. They were the days when what mattered was what we knew, not what we read online. I'd be more concerned if we didn't have the winds, Wally. Back in the day, we had clear seasons, now you can't tell one from t'other as it's raining most of the time."

Wally pulled the curtains back from his bedroom window to view the road, "Didn't take them Jehova's long to come out spreading the words of doom."
"Happen as one day they'll be right, and that'll be the day I win the lottery and we see an English team managed by an Englishman playing for England; don't hold your breath, lad. You'll get all sorts of people giving you all varieties of Biblical reasons for the sun being red. We know it's happened before, and it will happen again, only this time with people having cell phones and internet, something odd has become a portent of doom, not a mere scientific curiosity. I read somebody even suggested the last time this happened, the Ice Age ended. All I can say is last year, everyone was going on about the planets being in alignment being seen as a portent of the end of the world - well, here I am. It is science, you have numerous entities circling a central core, at some point, no matter what their orbits are they will get aligned."

Wally smiled and said, "It is like 2012 again."
Mick replied, "Aye, people are as daft as brushes at times. True, the world will end. We are an energy, and eventually, energy burns out, but not for a good while. I wonder what the next portent of doom will be?"