Bonk on the Prediction

Washington, D.C.

So it’s really going to happen.

In spite of my prediction. One that I made, shortly before that day, and at the time and in the place that was the last time I ever played golf.

I would have thought that someone or something would have gotten to him by now.

The first Presidential election results night I can consciously remember as such was 1984, age seven, and the next one, 1988, age 11, was the first where I really understood the nuances of what was going on, not only then, but also the primary and caucus process earlier in that year and starting in late 1987, when a certain someone first started sounding like someone who seriously wanted to run for President.

This will be the first cycle where I will be unable to watch the live results, for the obvious time zone differences. The way the conventional wisdom talking heads are running their yammers, the outcome probably won’t be known in short order. So, when I get up at six in the morning my time, it’ll be midnight in the US East, 11 PM in St. Louis. So it probably won’t be resolved even by then.

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Speaking of elections, there’s already talk of delaying Germany’s Federal elections next year, which, statutorily, must take place on or before October 24, and on top of that, six federal states also go next year. Why? Because virus, of course. I happen to think virus is the excuse; I think the real reason is that the C-Duh-U is trying to buy more time, not only around the conventional set of politics, affairs and news that it can’t control, but also because replacing Merkel as party leader is turning out to be big damned clusterfuck and a daily soap opera; congruently, supposedly because virus but really because internal party politics, the C-Duh-U’s party convention has been pushed back to January.

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