Amid all the name-calling and other related blathering and squawking we've witnessed in this forum lately, there's one question I have yet to see answered. Apologies if it's been answered descriptively in another thread.

To the so-called "Pollys," (who apparently view themselves as realists, not "Pollyannas") what's the worst-case scenario you envision after 1/1/2000?

Rather than using a "scale" please describe it.

There are many people who envision the world will be just as we know it today (which in some places isn't that great, but that's a different subject). A testimony to that is the number of people who are paying huge amounts of money to party down in the world's greatest vacation spots on New Year's eve. I don't know if they're in the majority, but they obviously have experienced some success in life (unless much wealth was inherited), which gives them the means to do so. Certainly their past decisions have contributed to this accumulation, and one might assume a reasonable amount of critical thinking skills made up those decisions. These people probably also think of themselves as realists.

So--to restate--what do you pol-----er---"realists" envision as a worst case scenario? Nothing? Small glitches with no real impact? What? I'm not baiting, I'd really like to know. Thanks in advance for avoiding smarmy answers in your responses. We've seen enough of THAT to last us well until the year 2000. :)

-- FM (vidprof@aol.com), April 12, 1999

Answers

Read the post immediately before yours. I think I describe what you are asking for. Oh, and in descending order:

Idealist Optimist Realist Pessimist Survivalist Fatalist

Regards,

Mr. Decker

-- Mr. Decker (kcdecker@worldnet.att.net), April 12, 1999.

Thanks Mr. Decker. I'd also like to read their own words, although perhaps they'll borrow some of yours.

:)

-- FM (vidprof@aol.com), April 12, 1999.

"A pessimist IS a realist with 20/20 vision!" Remember that! I am a pessimest/ realist. I see the world for what is really is. I see that we are in alot of trouble... :(

-- Crono (Crono@timesend.com), April 12, 1999.