Rod Liddle Rod Liddle

What am I to do?

Any suggestions as to what I can do about my mother-in-law? She’s an “End-Time” Christian and with the advent of 24 hour news and social networking sites telling us stuff we would never have heard about before or not got too worked up about – shoals of dead fish in Alabama, frogs raining from the skies in Cambodia, Japanese nuclear reactors blowing up and so on – insists that all of this “has been written” and that Christ will soon come to take her up to her rightful place while the rest of us are consumed in an inferno.

You try telling her that there were always earthquakes, that frogs often rain from the sky – it’s just that we find out about it these days without having to buy The Fortean Times – and she just smiles and says “I know what I know, Rod. It is time to prepare for the End.” I have to say it’s getting right on my fucking wick. There is no arguing with these people.  

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