Ragnarok Starts This Weekend: The Sun Will Be Eaten
Ragnarok — otherwise known as the Viking apocalypse — starts this weekend. I taught Ragnarok in my mythology class for many years, so it’s sort of bittersweet that I’m not hunkered down with my former students to witness the end of the world. But, you know, my family is good enough.
According to Time magazine’s coverage of this historic, one-time (since… you know world = over) event,
Ragnarok goes down after the god Loki’s wolf grandson Skoll eats the sun, a very unchill thing to do. His brother eats the moon. This somehow unleashes their wolf-dad, Fenrir, a noted bloodthirsty curmudgeon. The Midgard snake Jormungand will surface from the depths of the sea. It gets worse from there. All the gods, like Odin, Thor, and some others that do not currently have days of the week named after them, show up to fight each other. It’s kind of like the Hunger Games but with pissed-off ancient deities. The earth will sink, the world will burn, and things will get maximum gnarly, death-wise.
The shit is going to get real on February 22nd. I’m assuming Nordic time. Which means that it will still be the 21st over here when the streets start to run with blood. So really, you don’t have a lot of time left to choose your side and grab a weapon.
On the off-chance that the year is off and the world doesn’t end, I’m excited to watch the bobsled competition on the Olympics this weekend. It seems a decent trade-off for the world’s rebirth.