Faith exists in the absence of knowledge. One cannot have faith in something if one knows it. One can only have faith in what cannot be known. It's one of the central logic loops I've heard used by faithful (especially Christians) as a justification for the 'unknowable' nature of the Divine. As 'invisible dragon in my garage' arguments go, it has a lovely ring to it, but I recoil in horror at any form of social control which rewards actively choosing ignorance and blind obedience over critical thinking and asking questions.
I always picture them at the end of the big day that never was like, "Okay gang, sorry I was wrong again. Same time next... checks the celestial calendar he made out of tin foil and popsicle sticks ... next Thursday? Yeah, that seems right. Okay, see you then! Oh! And don't forget your rain gear! Next week is the plague of frogs, and those little green bastards get everywhere if you're not properly prepared! You know what I'm talking about, right Mary?! And Phil, next time, wear pants, okay? Thanks buddy. Now everybody drive safe. See you next Thursday. Drive safe now. Buh-bye."
It's laughable. ESPECIALLY funny is that the Bible actually WARMS these numb shills to not even try predicting the end. According to the Bible, it will come "as a thief in the night."
Who's ever predicted a burglary before it happens? Maybe Nastradamus or the sleeping prophet...