Word had been going around town that the Apocalypse was supposed to happen last saturday at six o’clock . A preacher in Oakland reasoned that this was how God would punish man-kind for gay marriage. 6 p.m. came and went and no tornadoes, fires, or floods destroyed the world. One of my professors at De Anza College, who happens to be a theologian, mentioned that the word apocalypse actually comes from the greek word “apokalupsis” the meaning of which is “to uncover” in other words to reveal. Makes me wonder how many different interpretations people can find for one passage, and even further one book. An apocolypse did happen that day, one that should have made a man in Oakland flush with remorse.