Apocalypse? Yes. Now and over the past 10 years. 2012 version? That looks like a cartoon invented to sell books and personalities. But apocalypse? Definitely. The long-heralded big lady is clearing her throat backstage, and believe me, she is going to sing. While everyone’s all googly-eyed over (male bovine excrement) the biosphere is being put to the torch, right before our eyes.