First the demotion of Pluto. Now the zodiac shake-up. Something to do with the tilting of the earth's axis over a few thousand years, mixed with the fact that the Babylonians omitted a sign from the original model.
Imagine the chaos in the minds of the true believers who rely on an accurate horoscope to plan their day -- and no reliable horoscope to turn to for guidance.
Face it -- even we non-believers check the ol' horoscope one time or another. When it's good news, we'd like to believe it. When it's bad, the pooh pooh factor kicks in.
My personal upset? Under this new system I am no longer a Gemini. I've always liked the personality traits of the twins -- creative, unpredictable, loyal, kind, logical. I like the idea of being a duo. Sometimes you need the back-up.
Should this revisionist zodiac kick in, I will be a Taurus. A bull? Pullleeze! How very unyielding. So unromantic. Far too masculine.
Once a Gemini, always a Gemini. A Taurus I will never be. Uh oh. That doesn't sound too stubborn and unyielding, does it?
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