Dear Pat Robertson,
The voice in your head suggesting the end of the word, a major catastrophe, anything about gays being the cause of (insert tragedy) or any other wing-nutted theory is not your god. In the case where both your god does exist and might even have the inside scoop on forthcoming events, he's not going to use you as the vessel of truth. Your wolf calling days are over and your legacy as Nostradamus' replacement is equally hit or miss.
HAND.
the monkeys.