I don’t particularly care whether or not the Mayans did the same stuff as the Aztecs. The point here is that nothing about that calendar of theirs has any effect on the fabric of the Universe.
I really don’t get why people want to believe in this shit. If anything happens to the world in 2012, some moldy old artifact is not going to have anything to do with it. Why 2012? Why not 2060, the date Newton supposedly predicted for the Biblical Apocalypse? Why not Y2K, all sorts of hairy shit was supposed to happen then and, uh, besides the disaster of G.W. Bush’s election, nothing bad happened.
In that year, there was reason to believe we’d have problems because of the Y2K computer glitch. People were terrified of it. I worked actively on that problem, along with a lot of other programmers, and guess what? We did good. The world did not end. The Internet stayed up. Trains ran on time. Planes stayed in the sky. If you had $1300 in your bank account on Dec 31, 1999, you still had it on Jan 1, 2000. There were a few little things that got by us, but they were fixed quickly, and life went on just fine, except for maybe a few more hangovers than usual.
Only humans affect their destiny, and only through conscious action. Old books and artifacts don’t mean anything. Once in a while, some old prophecy seemingly comes true because of random probability, and people are like “Whoa! There must be something to this stuff!” There isn’t. Hollywood does not help, either, especially with the CGI effects they can generate now. It’s cinematically convincing bullshit, but it’s still bullshit. Lemme spell that out:
B U L L S H I T