Humans have a love for drama, perhaps that is why we dream that our species will end in apocalypse. And as the image above makes abundantly clear, the apocalypse will indeed be a lively and dramatic affair.
Heavenly trumpets; thundering horsemen; a harlot riding a scarlet beast (Rev. 17: 1-4)—the apocalypse promises to be quite a show. No doubt the apocalypse will be televised by Fox Broadcasting; it may even get higher ratings than Dancing With The Stars.
Personally, I don’t believe in any Wagnerian Götterdämmerung for our species. Instead, I dream that the apocalypse will be a quiet struggle between two classes of Homo sapiens: the neurons and the morons.
A neuron is the fundamental component of a human nervous system; by metaphorical extension, a neuron is an intelligent and self-aware living being.
If I were a betting man, I’d place my money on the neurons. But maybe that just means I’m an optimist.