Armageddon enthusiast Harold Camping, who clearly never read the story of Chicken Little and probably should drink more, admitted in a letter to listeners Thursday that he's been a fool and that his predictions that the world would end last year, either on May 21 or October 21, were silly. "Events in the last year have proved that no man can be fully trusted," writes the 90-year-old false prophet. "Even the most zealous of us can be mistaken."
That's kind of hilarious given the fact that he put up billboard ads and shit, trying to convince people that the righteous would rise to heaven at precisely 6 p.m. on May 21 last year, and then that didn't happen, then he had a stroke, and then he said, No no, everything is going to happen October 21, the heaven-rising and the fiery end to the world. And then he stood on his porch flabbergasted about the fact that nothing happened, and then said, equally hilariously, "I really am beginning to think as I've restudied these matters that there's going to be no big display of any kind. The end is going to come very, very quietly."
You know how quietly, Harold? It might even happen in your sleep.