Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Left Behind: Chapter Thirteen

Buck Williams, dead. "after a mysterious car bombing outside of a London pub ... that took the life of a Scotland Yard investigator."

Rayford Steele, father of bad ideas. "Steele had a plan. He had decided to be honest with Chloe about his attraction to Hattie Durham and how guilty he felt about it. He intended to talk [with Chloe] about about his new desire to share his faith with Hattie."

Buck Williams, undead. Arrives in New York, meets with editor Steve Planck, prepares to attend Nicolae Carpathia address to the United Nations. Buck's credentials are in the name of George Oreskovich.

Carpathia; rollout thereof. "[E]ntourage of nobodies, with one exception ... Rosenzweig." Speaks the "six languages of the United Nations, plus the three languages of his own country."

Bringing your daughter to work day with Rayford & Chloe. A first post-Rapture flight to Atlanta is made. Awaiting the return leg to O'Hare, Ray reaches out to Chloe and brings her up to speed on work place dynamics. "Over lunch, he told Chloe of his history with Hattie, such as it was ... 'I'm going to invite Hattie to dinner with us this week ... I'm going to make it clear what my intentions are, and they are totally honorable, more honorable than they ever could have been before ....'" Perceptively, Chloe intimates that "you're going to switch from hitting on her to preaching at her."

When you dance with the Devil, it isn't the Devil that's going to change. Carpathia oohs and aahs to universal media acclaim. Praises, in order: International Monetary Fund, World Bank, US, UK, USSR & the Dumbarton Oaks Conference. It "was an amazing display, and suddenly it was no wonder this man had risen so quickly ... no wonder New York had already embraced him ... Buck knew, Nicolae Carpathia would be embraced by all of America. And then the world."

Monday, April 4, 2011

Chernobyl: Post Apocalyptic Wonderland


We meander along the sleepy brown river. The main sounds are the different shades of hissing of wind in the trees: high nearby, deeper and steadier farther away. Occasionally the wind picks up, flicks a ripple along the surface. This must be what life was like 1,000 years ago, when the entire human population of the globe was roughly 250 million. There's space for everyone, time for everything....

Outside Magazine offers us a very fun tour of Ukraine's Irradiated Nature Preserve of Chernobyl and its environs.