The time of the forecast rapture has come and gone. Yet, we’re still here.

I have seen no evidence of driverless cars or piles of clothing. I have witnessed no angels collecting the devoted lambs amongst us. Nothing. Worst of all, I’m still here. Why was I left behind? Was I not worthy? And if not, why not? I try to be a caring, charitable person. I’m not rich. And I’m not even a Republican.

So what now? Does it mean that we’re all unworthy sinners? Does it mean that Harold Camping and his Family Radio Network miscalculated once again? Or does it mean that Weird Harold is merely a crackpot with a large, gullible radio audience?