May 21, 2011 was supposedly the day when the heavens would open up and subject all of us to judging, then the subsequent smiting or saving. It’s not the first time that the so-called Rapture is said to take place, however. Sometimes in the early 90s, a similar proclamation was made, which threw me into a state of panic and had me praying the rosary twice a day until the date leading up the the supposed Rapture. R-Day came and went without incident, leaving me feeling very much like a fool and being instrumental in me adopting a dismissive, “pfft, yeah right” attitude toward things like that. That’s why I couldn’t bring myself to care when the May 21 hoopla reached fever pitch, and more so now that the preacher who started the May 21 buzz in the first place corrected himself and said October 21’s the actual Judgment Day.