The Apocalypse Issue by The Yale Record

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e were having our regular staff meeting on a recent blustery afternoon, all gathered around the fireplace sipping our hot cocoa and cuddling with each other in our office/sex den, when the apocalypse began. At first, we thought we were imagining the throaty moaning coming from the Yale Angler’s Journal office. I was pretty sure “angler” was a synonym for virgin. Had a female infiltrated their nightly circle jerk? End times truly had arrived. Before I could go save that poor girl from being ripped limb from limb by sex-starved “fish enthusiasts,” a polite knock sounded at our door. Lincoln cracked the door open only to have a metal hand reach in and punch him in the face. In stepped Robocop. More accurately, in stepped an asthmatic Herald staff writer dressed as Robocop (if Robocop was 5’6” and weak). We all exchanged glances that spoke more than words ever could. Roughly translated, though, the glance said: “God, I fucking hate the Herald.” Asthmatic Robocop was speaking now: “The world is ending. In this new age, only one Yale publication can reign supreme. Submit now to the Herald or risk death.” “Risk this, Robodouche,” River said, pointing to his crotch. “That does not compute,” Stupid Asthmatic Robocop said,

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brandishing a wiffleball bat menacingly in one sweaty hand and an inhaler in the other. “Compute this, Robopube,” Dana said, pointing to River’s crotch. “All of this pointing to genitalia is making me uncomfortable. I’m going to go write an editorial about how this makes me uncomfortable,” Stupid Asthmatic Ugly Robocop said as he shuffled out of the doorway and back to his cave of mouth-breathing and sadness. Paul spoke first. “The apocalypse is here? I knew something was up when I saw the DKE pledges not spitting on women.” Ngozi interjected: “Did you hear what Robodick said, though? Only one publication can win. Look, I’m concerned for the future, and the only way we can ensure that the human race continues is if we win. No other publication gets ass.” She had a point. “Well, let’s get to it then,” Jerry said as he oiled his chest for the third time that day. “No!” I hissed. “Chest-oiling will be about as helpful for the apocalypse as a Volume article will be for people interested in buying music. Look, we need to focus. The YDN is going to be over here any moment to misquote us and then kill us and then write a fluff piece about it.” Like clockwork, another knock sounded on the door. “Who is it?” Alli asked. “Uh, hi, I’m writing a piece about women in humor

and I was wondering if Jordy could give me a quote about her experience so far?” Alli opened up the door. The sleep-deprived EIC stood outside balancing a bloodied machete while writing “Must kill after libeling,” in her small notebook. Awwwwwwwwww hell no. I acted quickly: “Look! Is that James Franco reading the Record and laughing so hard he’s crying?” Her eyes darted to the end of the hall where a custodian was mopping the floor. Like all YDNers, she was near-sighted and aroused by any mention of James Franco, so she took my word for it. I continued: “Dude, he just winked at you and mouthed ‘Leave your keys with Melissa and then let’s make out in this closet!’ “ “Here you go!” And she raced off to be eaten by a zombie custodian. And that’s how the Record came to be the only publication on campus and owner of the Jokes and Sex Palace at 202 York Street. Sure, the fire raining down from the sky and plagues of locusts can sometimes make you a little gloomy, but it’s nothing a few fart jokes and orgies can’t fix. Better oil yourself up. —M. Chiasson The Yale Record February 2011

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HEY! IT’S NOT SO BAD AFTER ALL! Upsides to the Apocalypse It can be hard to deal with the realization that the end is nigh, and that soon everything and everyone you know and love (including you! Wheee!!!) will be a smoking pile of ashes in a blasted and hopeless ruin. BUT DON’T LET THAT GET YOU DOWN!!! There are tons of reasons to keep smiling, and here are just a few: 1) That really cute skirt/high tech videogame system/ ancient Chinese vase/prostitute you saw last week? The one that cost way too much? Go ahead and BUY IT!!! Don’t worry about repaying that loan/ your 401K; you’ll be dead soon anyway! 2) Ever wanted to, say, do 165 mph through rural Minnesota in a Lamborghini? Now is the time!!! You can worry about speeding tickets… NEVER! 3) Eat ANYTHING YOU WANT! Who cares if you die an unrecognizable blob of lard? Everyone else will be dead too, so no one will judge you! 4) There’s now NO REASON not to tackle that adorable guy/girl/potted plant at your place of work. If they turn you down, make sure to tell them that they’re going to die VERY SOON. This might well improve your chances; after all, who wants to die alone? No one, that’s who! Even supermodels will be frightened of the soul-crushing horror that shortly awaits everyone in existence, and thus, more willing to SLEEP WITH YOU!!! 5) Work? Don’t be SILLY!!! You’re not going to be able to use your sick days in the future, right?

(Because there IS no future, right?!) Might as well use ‘em up now! 6) This is the time to tell everyone what you REALLY think of them. Go ahead—unleash. Get angry!!! The lawsuits won’t even have time to go through! And everyone knows the lawyers will be the first to go!!! Just remember—keep thinking positive! Who knows? Maybe you’ll have a sudden brain aneurysm and be spared the misery and torture of dying in a fiery explosion!!! Doesn’t that make you feel MUCH BETTER?!! —J. deButts

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APOCALYPSES THAT CANCEL EACH OTHER OUT Apocalypse #1: Robotic takeover Apocalypse #2: Reversal of Earth’s magnetic field Result: Those robots get torn apart like Professor Xavier in the third X-Men movie. Apocalypse #1: Giant asteroid Apocalypse #2: Invasion of aliens that look like giant bowling pins Result: We so luck out on this one. Apocalypse #1: Approach of 2012 Apocalypse #2: Rogue black hole Result: Time slows down as we approach the black hole, conveniently preventing 2012 from ever arriving. Apocalypse #1: Killer bees. Apocalypse #2: Demons rising from the abyss Result: This one relies quite a bit on the demons having an uncontrollable desire to pollinate our flowers and make honey, rather than wanting to devour our flesh. That way, the bees see how peaceful the demons are and go back to making honey themselves. Then we kill the demons and the bees. Apocalypse #1: Zombies Apocalypse #2: Mass insanity Result: What’s that you say? The human race would have to be crazy to take on an entire zombie horde? Perfect.

Apocalypse #2: Walgreens is out of the shampoo you like. Result: Neither of these is the end of the world, you fucking baby. —L. Sedlacek

Things You Can Only Justify Doing Because It’s the Apocalypse Putting paper and cans in the regular garbage Calling back someone you met at Toad’s Watch Maid in Manhattan Wiping your ass with money Shouting “Fire!” in a crowed theater Granting Puerto Rico statehood Speaking in an outdoor voice inside Public masturbation Swimming right after you eat Vajazzling Penazzling Eating a whole jar of mayonnaise Trying those pills you found on your roommate’s drawer Dividing by zero Applying to Princeton —Staff

Apocalypse #1: World War III Apocalypse #2: Global Warming Result: Earth’s rising temperature makes all that bulky body armor just unbearable, leading to a hasty armistice.

Apocalypse #1: You get stuck in traffic.

“Dude, we’re going to be late. just carve 2013 tomorrow.”

P. Robalino

Apocalypse #1: Supervolcano Apocalypse #2: The fall of the human race due to general corruption Result: The supervolcano forms on the East Coast and blows New Jersey into oblivion. Free from its corrupting influence, the rest of humanity is safe.

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Apocalypse Cafe: Dinner Menu End of Day(s) Specials Served after 10 p.m. (All dishes served with a side of lighter fluid.) The Megiddo Burrito Where the forces of good battle the adzuki beans. Infernachos and Cheese Dante’s favorite dish. Gnocchiular Winter Salad Chilled pasta salad with a refreshing plutonium dressing. Doomsday ‘Shrooms Tray A delightful sampler of wild, local, and poisonous mushrooms. Tea and BrimScone Full-bodied tea; imported from Sodom. ArmaBreaddon Butter Matzah may be substituted, due to the recent death of all yeast. Highly Enriched Pure Brainy-Yum Makes for a great warhead. We highly sanction it.

What’s inside their apocalypse survival kit? Angelina Jolie – Small African children, fifteen pounds of lip collagen, Brad (as afterthought). Juliet Capulet – life size Zac Efron poster. Marie Antoinette – jewels, cake, peasant-jabbing-away stick. Dr. Seuss – one fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, peyote. Henry VIII – wife, spare wives, portable chopping block. Nostradamus – guide to new horoscopes, People magazine. Batman – shark repellent, extra-tough codpiece. Inspector gadget – gadget copter, gadget zombie scythe, toothbrush. —S. Shea

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Bible Quotes I Made Up to Support the Apocalypse's Coming From the First Book of Horoscopiticus, 3:14: “...harken to my word, that the reallotment of the astrological symbols forebeareth the second coming!” From the Book of Your Mother, 17:4-6: “...hear my words, boy: I shall clean up your mess when Hell freezeth over, when fire rain from the sky, and when the angels turn their backs on God. Now take off thine filthy shoes before thy dirtieth the new carpet.” From the Book of Cut-the-Bullshiticus, 6:66-67: “And lo, when a man shalt be permitted to lie with a man, or a horse, or any object not imbued with the breath of God's life, the span of the Earth draws to dusk; but really everyone knows it’s because of the imminent nuclear apocalypse.”

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From the Book of Anachronisms, 9:67: “...as it hath been tweeted by the great J-Beebs, 'if i can get more followers than @GaGa free tix 2 all followers for my new movie #NEVERSAYNEVER3D & also seriously #theapocalypseishere” —J. Newsham

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HOROSCOPES Aries: You will be forced to kill a loved one soon. Don’t worry, Aries. With patience and a blunt weapon you will succeed.

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Taurus: The planetary energies are making you exceptionally romantic and sexy now, Taurus. If you find yourself smitten with a coworker, give it a try! Just make sure he or she is attracted to your smarts—and not your tasty brains. Gemini: Steer clear from important money decisions today. In fact, avoid ATMs in general. The robot uprising is upon us. Cancer: Splurge on a swanky dinner with friends tonight, because you will be hit by a meteor tomorrow at 11 a.m. Leo: A loved one will kill you this week with a blunt weapon. You can put up a fight if you wish. Virgo: It is time. * c f ! r Obamacare q & ^ hellfire % o t ! You have been warned.

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Libra: Take time to relax today. Check out that movie you’ve wanted to see, Libra, and don’t forget to eat healthy. Scorpio: Set the bar low, so it doesn’t fall and crush you during the imminent earthquakes. Sagittarius: Nobody likes you.

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Capricorn: In an attempt to evade this horoscope you cause a horrible time paradox, which causes the Apocalypse. Please don’t let this happen. Pisces: You finally see the light of God this week when He strikes you down with a bolt of vengeful lightning. Aquarius: Fruits and veggies will make you feel energized. Also, a nice tan can make your melting skin look youthful. Illustrations by N. Ukazu, P. Robalino, E. Su, & T. Garcia. Designed by S. Shea

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PIGS FALL FROM SKY IN ALABAMA

They were flying—until they started to fall out of the sky. There were numerous panicked reports of flocks of flying pigs filling the skies of Northern Alabama yesterday afternoon. Bewildered crowds formed in public areas throughout the day to observe the flocks of pigs, which flew in tight V-formations. Just as suddenly as the pigs appeared, however, they inexplicably began to fall from the sky, showLOCAL MAN UPSET ering civilians with BY TIMING OF APOCALYPSE squealing swine. Three people were James Barnett, the owner of Barnett’s Barbershop, injured, one of has been actively voicing his one complaint about the whom is in intenimpending apocalypse: it is arriving two weeks too sive care but is expected to survive. early. Recently sworn “My fantasy football championship was supposed in Alabama Govto be that weekend,” he explained. “I felt really good about my team, and after the heartbreaking loss I suf- ernor Robert Bent- An artist’s rendition of a flying pig fered last year, I needed this one. Plus, I wanted to kick ley said that “While this is certainly unusual, it is no cause for concern. Tom’s ass. He’s been mouthing off all season.” Barnett’s plight has roused sympathy among local Alabama’s rich history is full of events more expliresidents, who have formed the action group “Barn- cable than this.” Scientists and Alabama residents alike were unstormBlitz75 Should Be Crowned Champion of ESPN League 143008.” Members have been relentlessly able to explain where the pigs came from or how telephoning the congressional committee in charge of they suddenly gained the ability to fly. “Maybe overseeing the apocalypse in an effort to secure com- it’s a sign that we need to consume more bacon,” pensation for Barnett’s loss. A rally is also scheduled mused Fort Payne resident Jeff Rowling. “You know, since we’re not eating the pigs fast enough, for this Friday. “It’s been a heartwrenching few days,” James said they have time to evolve wings. Except I don’t bein an exclusive interview. “I poured my heart and soul lieve in evolution, so that doesn’t make sense eiinto that team, and to lose it now would be devastating. ther.” Local medical officials are investigating whether Plus, just to add insult to injury, my wife and daughter residents of the area need to be treated for swine flu. n died from the air raids last night.” n

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THE peaceful metropolis of Dinotokyo was leveled by mutant humans engineered in that cityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s high-tech Dinolab industry. When asked what had inspired such a reckless experiment, the only surviving scientist (an Anklyosaurus) replied that the giant man-beasts were the cityâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s only hope of defense against the fearsome Shark-topus. Regrettably, the scientists found out too late that the Shark-topus was not real.

#2 SUICIDE CULT Many wonder why the dinosaurs all died at around the same time. One underground theory is that the dinosaur population formed a mass suicide pact, resulting in the entire population being wiped out in a single day. Some think that long-necked herbivores were the last to go, due to the difficulties involved with hanging themselves.

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#3 HIPSTER MOVEMENT When dinosaurs got tired of the mainstream lifestyle of stomping around like bad-asses and eating each other, they joined the movement scientists like to call “The Pansysaurus Movement,” also known as “The Hipster Movement.” Involved dinosaurs starved themselves and smoked to lose weight so they could fit into their skinny jeans. Emaciated, apathetic, and generally annoying, they eventually (and thankfully) all died.

#4 DINO-WAR When dino-nationalist Principosaurus murdered ArchDuke Ferdinandon in Saurajevo, old hostilities turned into total war. As scavenger reptiles dug trenches across Europe, (turtle) shells and poison gas (primordial methane) flew from side to side killing indiscriminately. Needless to say, it was a dark time when tails, spikes, and head plates scattered no-reptile’s land. Naturally, the only survivors were Crocodilians, whose laughably short stature kept them safe in the trenches.

#5 NOT AN ASTEROID, A METEOR The current theory for dinosaur extinction involves a giant asteroid crashing into the Earth, raising an Earth-shrouding cloud of dust that choked Littlefoot and his friends to death. But it was actually a meteor that splashed their brains all over the place, not an asteroid. So all of you other scientists can take your little asteroid theory and shove it.

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Various Religionsâ&#x20AC;&#x2122; Signs the Apocalypse is Coming According to... Islam

Signs of the Apocalypse Democracy in the Middle East.

Catholicism

You use something besides the rhythm method for contraception. Ireland sobers up, and it's not even a Sunday.

Judaism

Jews for Jesus starts converting en masse, surprising no one. The Israeli-Palestinian peace process actually advances.

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You're dating a Gentile. You stop wearing your yarmulke out of embarrassment. You skip temple in favor of going to Taco Bell.

Buddhism

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Dalai Lama announces shift from traditional saffron robes to "just plain orange." Reincarnation prediction services booked for months. The dude with the blue skin and the four faces starts getting on the bad side of the green dude with the six arms.

What to Expect Mecca is booked for the next five hajjes. Nero comes back to life, kills more Christians. Jesus separates sheep from goats, goats damned to hellfire; braised goat served to sheep in Heaven. Sheol announces it has reached capacity. Everyone starts marking their doors with lamb's blood to confuse the Angel of Death. Dirty looks over Seder. Having to ask multiple times before she passes the kugel. She stiffs you on the gelt this Hanukkah, but is extra generous to your cousins. Massive self-immolation to protest robe color change. Everyone constantly reincarnated as dung beetles. Brahma blinks. Universe starts over.

New Age

Enya produces a CD with Kid Rock. Nexus of power for healing crystals becomes restless.

Mother Gaia's illness-induced runny nose submerges Bangladesh. All vegan restaurants within walking distance go out of business.

Secular humanism

Church starts hitting on state. Reading Emerson just not as inspiring as it used to be.

Church and State elope, birth theocracy. Bush elected to third term. â&#x20AC;&#x201D;J. Newsham

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‘ve been standing at this street corner for years now, saying that Judgment Day was coming, but who listened? I’ve braved the cold and the rain, the sweltering heat and the public disturbance fines, to preach of Earth’s impending doom, but all of you fools just kept on walking. And now, of course, you’ll all be punished. All you sinners have no idea how much I’ve longed for this day, for the moment when my work would finally be rewarded. Everyone knows God saves the nicest spots in Heaven for his favorite street-corner preachers (and I’ve got a feeling the bigger the cardboard sign the better!). I mean, any old schmuck can work in a soup kitchen or volunteer at a nursing home, but it takes real dedication to stand in the same place day after day, yelling at people based on a religious hunch that, let’s face it, is totally true. Well, you certainly know it now, as the Empire State Building is being destroyed by celestial fireballs and New Zealand’s long-slumbering Orc population has finally awakened and violently overthrown sheep as the dominant species there. But you

“Yessiree, this world is going to be destroyed.” probably should have known it all along, since I’ve been telling you about it for almost twenty-five years now. Yessiree, this world is going to be destroyed. Finally, the universe will be cleansed of all of your evil deeds: your wars, your drugs, your sexual perversions, your viciously prohibitive policies on my taking a dump in your backyard. God must have looked down upon the human race and decided that enough was enough. It was time to end it before it all collapsed in on itself. So better enjoy the few hours you have left on Earth, sinners! God Almighty has judged this world and found it to be rotten to the core. Bet you all wish you had listened to me and repented before this day came. Too bad it’s too late now—I’ll be mocking you from Heaven!n

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Oh Shit, I Pressed The Apocalypse Button

h shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. I pressed the button. Not just any button, but The Button. I was just sitting around in Heaven, going through my daily routine— you know, throwing some lightning bolts and making some people win the lottery—when suddenly, without realizing it, I must have accidentally pressed that big red “Apocalypse”

“And now the planet’s totally, totally fucked.” button. I mean, I don’t exactly remember pushing it, but one second I was swiveling in my office chair and the next I was suddenly hearing all these sirens going off, so it must have happened. And now the planet’s totally, totally fucked. I mean, to be honest, I had been thinking about tanking the whole “Earth” project for a while now anyway, what with all the sinning going on and sheep not taking over the world like I had anticipated. But it was always more of a long-term thought than something I’d do on just any old Tuesday. Now the Earth that I spent six whole days creating is going to be absolutely destroyed, and I’ll have to start again from scratch. Well, sure, this gives me the chance to make some serious improvements (I’m looking at you, heterosexuals), but I was really pretty content to just keep things going the way they were. Stupid butterfingers God! How could I have let this happen? I should never have played Whack-A-Mole on my desk—that’s probably what did it. Or maybe it was that time I was pretending the Earth control panel was a piano, and totally rocking out to Billy Joel. Boy do I make a good piano man though. But I’m getting off-topic. I fudged up, and tupid now I’ve got to deal with this whole Apocalypse butterfingers thing. You know what the worst part is? All the judging I have to do. Every soul? I mean, come on! That’s a lot of souls, even for me. Plus, I bet they’re gonna think I did this on purpose, and all those stupid preachers are going to show up all smug and annoy all the other people in line by crowing about how pure and sinless they are and how they knew it was coming all along. Ugh. Why did I even have that button? n

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