Sure, you can look to the turmoil in the Middle East and find that to be an inclusive sign of impending global doom. That’s a no-brainer. You can watch geo political power jockeying, or look at the continued economic meltdown here in our own back yard. You can watch the price at the pump shoot up with projections of $5 a gallon looming. The fact that the media is obsessed with the implosion of the once moderately talented, always insane Charlie Sheen might clue you in to something foul coming to claim a culture that has sunk to a point where even Caligula would shake his head in disbelief.
Again, too easy.
But one overlooked sign stands high above the rest. A sure marker of our inevitable end occurred recently when Michael Bay, exclusive purveyor of cinematic crap, admitted that his film Transformers 2 was, in fact, “crap”. Admitting this in and of itself is insignificant since every human being to have watched it (surely including Bay’s own mother) drew this logical conclusion at the first over the top, cheese-infused, slow-mo sequence. Many, in fact, have even turned to alcohol and hard-core drugs to forget gems like Bay’s string of horror flick remakes like Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Nightmare on Elm Street, and Friday the 13th .
What makes this a sure sign that the Doomsday clock is ticking is that Bay himself recognized the quality of his work. There are no signs that he has ever had this self-awareness before. This is equivalent to Charles Manson looking back at one of his many heinous crimes and admitting that that one in particular was, perhaps, too much.