Here we go again. Not being content with being proven OH SO FUCKING EMBARRASSINGLY WRONG last May 21 when his Rapture prediction went completely limp, this crazy old coot is back once again saying the new Rapture is…tomorrow. (If you’re reading this, you weren’t taken up to Heaven. Sorry. And congratulations.)
Have you noticed a slight crispness in the atmosphere recently? A chilling edge to the breeze, a dry clarity to the air, a new rattle in the trees? It’s fall, right? No! It’s actually the looming apocalypse, which comes tomorrow, according to professional rapture-predictor Harold Camping.
Well, “probably” comes tomorrow. Camping, who could not possibly look any more like you expect him to, predicted that the world would end on May 21—and launched a media blitz announcing the date—only to find, as you have likely noticed, that the world kept on turning. Undaunted, the host of Family Radio, now residing in a nursing home, announced that, actually, October 21 is the Rapture.