Hi everybody. I've been a reader for some time, having found the site late last year. As a lifelong pseudo-skeptic, 2012 struck me as a load the first time I heard about it, so finding this site was great. I loved being able to read about all the maddeningly absurd claims - My favorite ones are anything that revolve around confusing magnetism and gravity - and the cranks who push them. But I didn't quite get the full ramifications of any of it. I didn't need the site.
Until my friend David came to me one night. It was the middle of the night, on a Tuesday. He knocked on the door of my apartment and aske to come in. He told me that he hadn't slept for weeks because he'd started having nightmares about this 2012 malarky.
Now, I'm a patient woman and I wasn't about to snap at him, but I honestly felt annoyed at him. I realized that I was frustrated that someone would believe these things. He truly was terrified that a magically-propelled mini-brown-dwarf was going to come by and sideswipe the Earth… And that wasn't the bad part. "Pole swapping" is what was going to be bad.
Yeah, never mind the massive object slamming into the planet.
Anyway, that was two weeks ago. I've tried everything I know to get through to him, but he doesn't want to hear is how it seems to me. It's saddening and angering at the same time, but I can't let myself get angry at him! It isn't his fault.
But now /I'm/ the one at wits' end. Now /I/ can't sleep because I'm worried about a friend who's scared of a TV movie plot. Any thoughts from anyone out there?






