On Wednesday, I posted an article that clearly disproved the hoax about the Mayan calendar. I showed my evidence using basic multiplication and addition. Unlike some of my controversial articles about religion, I assumed this post would be a slam dunk. Among my friends and regular readers, it was.
The general public had other ideas about my post. Most people seemed to think that basic math is an opinion. Others just thought that the real explanation wasn’t as interesting as the lie. What I’ve been slowly learning is that people tend to hold onto some of the most irrational views.
As a social experiment, I searched for people who were spreading the rumor on Twitter and sent them my article along with the message, “saw your tweet about the Mayans, thought you’d find this to be interesting.” Here are just a few of the negative replies I received.

This picture was taken at 12:04PM, possibly the exact moment that my father pulled the trigger. These pictures have haunted my photo gallery for 5 years; I don’t know if I should feel guilty about them or hold onto these very last moments of childhood bliss. They always say that when things like this happen, you know. A sixth sense comes over us and we can feel it. I did not feel any sixth sense, my soul was not tugging on my heart, I was absolutely ignorant to the fact that five blocks away, my father had just taken his own life.