In the late early seventies my parents earnestly predicted my niece would never go to kindergarten, we would all be in the new system by then petting lions, of course they believed they would never die.
My parents have passed away, my niece is in her forties, no sign of Armageddon, but the ridiculous predictions go one. Each generation thinks they have it the worst, the world cannot keep going on as it does, something has to happen.
My parents didn't know about all the earlier predictions that hadn't come true, they thought their time was unique, things were bad and must end soon. They died waiting for that paradise.