These days, it seems, we have an inordinate number of individuals, organizations, cults, establishments and rebel alliances convinced of the imminent end-of-days they’re certain we are bound to suffer in the coming weeks, months, years, decades or centuries ahead. From warnings of global warming and man-made climate change to the threat of nuclear extinction, the apparent biblical warnings we’re constantly receiving and the ever-present dangers of alien invasion and the zombie apocalypse, I’d have to say we’re pretty much doomed at this point – probably sometime around March 15, 2027.

And yes, my selection of the Ides of March as the specific date of our complete and utter demise is directly connected to its historical significance and ancient Rome. I mean really, that particular day didn’t turn out all that peachy for Gaius Julius Caesar, so it’s as good a guess as any if you ask me.

One has to wonder, however, with the reported mass deaths of birds in Louisiana and Arkansas, fish in Australia and cows in Wisconsin, if there’s actually something to these whispered rumors of extinction.

In truth, I kind of doubt it.

And there’s certainly no need to blame something as complicated as climate change or pollution on these mysterious happenings. Take those birds in Louisiana and Arkansas for instance. Isn’t it possible we had a cloaked (and therefore invisible) spaceship hovering in our lower atmosphere, thereby killing hundreds of birds in flight when they mistakenly had a much-too-close encounter?

While I’ll be the first to admit that’s not the most probable hypothesis, I’ve always found it extremely interesting how most people have this innate need to try and explain the unexplainable. Typically with the most unrealistic theory they can conjure up, as well.