One thing of which I am certain: [View all]

All the predictions made: the USSC will or won’t do such and such, Trump will pick so and so as VP, such and such a group won’t vote for Biden/Harris because of whatever, and the like are purely specious speculation and conjecture.

No writer, not Shakespeare, not William Goldman, not Ian Fleming, not Tom Clancy could have scripted the political narrative beginning in November, 1963 to today. It is the epitome that truth isn’t just stranger than fiction, it is orders of magnitude stranger and utterly unpredictable by the common folk. It exists in a four or five dimensional matrix of which we have no concept.


This is not because we are not rational, thinking individuals. It is largely because there are forces of which we are utterly unaware as well as the vagaries of random events, including but not limited to, disease, accidents of various types, and metaphorical lightning strikes. The former “forces” to which I refer involve individuals who exert influences and powers from a metaphorical “subterranean lair”.

The randomness coupled with the plotting and planning creates a syncytial weave which is like a diffuse network of events, utterly unpredictable as a roulette wheel’s white ball. Sit back and watch…and yes: vote and attempt to convince anyone on the fence that we are facing an extinction event in this nation.

(As an aside, and I know how many people despise diagnosis by HDTV, I believe that there is a decompensation process ongoing which is going to be manifesting itself upon awakening some morning within a few months. Yes…I know what you’re thinking. But something is palpably different in the last few weeks. I could be mistaken but the hair on the back of my neck stood on end the other day. This happens after years of seeing people in his age range and dealing with their issues which present similarly.)