Harbinger (and Purger)

It is written that the apocalypse can't really get underway until every man, woman, and child in these United States has a weblog, regardless of whether they have anything to put there. Upon that day, the rivers will run red with blood, the sky will descend at a more rapid rate than usual, plagues of mosquitos will bedevil the earth but will mostly stay near the rivers, and the usual assortment of multi-headed heraldic beasts will scatter the citizenry before them like rice at a wedding, devouring the elderly and saving the virgins for fondue.

Well, here we are: one step closer. Just trying to do my bit.