Who for the past 20 days or so have predicted that the world would end covered in radioactive dust (or whatever) from the melted/exploded/leaking/radiation spewing abominations that were once peaceful nuclear power generating stations at Fukushima, Japan.
According to their predictions, we should all be dying right now of festering sores, with mutant clublike feet and hands, as our skin falls off in sheets while our hair falls out in the soft blue glow of radioactive contamination, all while children succumb to thyroid cancer and leukemia.
Or something like that.
So where are they now?
Poetic justice: They all died from the radiation.
Or Godzilla.