"End of the world, eh? Better get some pints in then."
But of that day and hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels of heaven, but my Father only.
Matthew, Chapter 24, verse 36.
The brouhaha over the failure of The Rapture to arrive on time has got me a bit puzzled, given that the Bible says quite explicitly that nobody knows when the Second Coming is due*.
Given that most of the people concerned about this tend to be a bit – you know – religious, you’d assume that they’d be familiar with the actual Bible.
But it seems not.
Mind you, The Rapture is very dodgy theologically speaking, dating as it does from 17th century American Puritan** thinking and isn’t an important part of other Christian faiths.
Still, it’s all been a bit of a laugh, unless you’re one of the poor schlubs whose parents spent your entire college savings on the grounds that there wouldn’t be much point after 21st May.
In that case, it’s probably a bit of a pain in the bum.
*Except God, of course.
**And weren’t they a fun bunch.