OK, so I was wrong about the conventions. There were no massive riots at either one. No car bombs, BLM-inspired assassinations, or ISIL show-of-force. And, tragically, nobody flew a small plane into either party’s…um, party.
Did I really expect any of that? Yeah, actually I did.
What are “they” waiting for? Does Putin really want Trump to win? Will Republicans really vote for Hillary just to poke a sharp poop-covered stick in their own party’s eye? And how many Pakistanis are there in uniform in the US military anyways?
So many questions.
Here’s what we do know: we are royally screwed and *There Is No Voting Our Way Out Of This.
I’m also finished with the prediction business. I’m horrible at guessing the future. Things always happen slower and at a lower intensity than I expect. Until they don’t. I’m still holding out for a “black swan” event that will put civilization on hold. It might be a massive earthquake on either the west coast or the New Madrid fault (we’re overdue). It might be an eruption of the Yellowstone caldera (we’re overdue). It might be a whopper of a hurricane on the east coast (we’re overdue). Or it might be a coronal mass ejection, asteroid strike, or killer virus. It could be all of the above…
“Gee Kirk, why so blue?”
Well, I have completely and utterly lost faith in human ability to fix human-created crises. No political party has the answer and I think the American people are just now waking up to that fact. The best we can do is prepare for the worst and enjoy the last few remaining “good old days” before they are gone forever.
Vote if it makes you feel better. Just know that it won’t make a lick of difference. You can sit in a deck chair on this side or a deck chair on that side but neither one will make a very good flotation device. Besides that water is cold.