Nostradamus I Am Not, But I Try

Any sane person would wait until after tonight’s debate to do what I am about to do. No one ever said that I am sane, though. I don’t think I’m insane. Others might disagree with that assessment, but I don’t see how they can do that. I suppose I could be borderline insane. Is there such a thing? Does an insane person really understand what sanity is? Do they realize they may not have what it takes to be classified as a member of the sane society? I wonder.

Anyway, I thought I might try my hand at prognostication. I’ve made predictions in the past. Some of them have proven correct, however the majority of them have been way off the mark. I’m still going to try, though.

Here are my predictions:

  • Donald J. Trump wins reelection by a slim margin. Oh, he’s going to lose the popular vote by considerably more than he did in 2016, but he will keep his much desired throne as the President of The United States. I think he will receive somewhere in the neighborhood of 275 electoral votes. It could be a few more, but not too many less. If it winds up being a tie, then hands down he wins reelection (the Republicans hold an advantage in the House in that matter).
  • The Democrats will retain control of the House of Representatives, and even increase their lead over the Republicans.
  • Speaking of the Republicans, they are going to lose a couple of Senate seats. The final numbers will be in the neighborhood of:
  • Republicans: 49 or 50
  • Democrats: 48 or 49
  • Independents: 2
  • If President Trump retains his position as the President, then he will be impeached before his first year is complete. Whether the Democrats gain control of the Senate, or not, they will offer up Articles of Impeachment, making him the first President in history to have been impeached twice.
  • When it comes down to the vote for conviction in the Senate, it will be close. He will either be convicted by one vote, or be exonerated by one vote (ala Andrew Johnson).

Oh, this is fine mess we find ourselves in, isn’t it? I wonder how long it’s going to take to find our new normal, and I’m not referring to the pandemic. Our political structure has changed mightily in this country. From this point forward we will have to begin thinking new thoughts when it comes to how this country is governed and how we elect those that govern. Oh, to be a fly on the wall in 50 years.

Okay, now let me attempt to explain why I think President Trump will be reelected. First and foremost, do not trust the polls. They’ve been wrong in the past, and they’re wrong now. The voting public does not care one bit about a bunch of questions that are supposed to predict the outcome of a future event, especially the presidential election. Furthermore, it’s easy to lie to some person with a clipboard and a pencil, or a faceless voice on the phone. Whether you think it’s right or not, or even whether someone would do such a thing, believe me when I say that it happens all the time.

Donald Trump does not perform for the polls. He performs for ratings. If you haven’t figured that out by now, then you probably never will. The man that occupies the White House is not a politician. He is a performer. He thrives on crowds. He’s a polemic speaker that has honed his craft over many years before people who just want to be entertained. He will lie to your face, tell you what you want to hear, just so that you will cheer louder and longer, even if for a few minutes, or even a day or two. It seems the public is more in tune with public speakers who occupy their thoughts and attention for a short period of time and allow them to forget about the ravages of life, then they are in the reality of everyday events. Donald Trump fits that bill. The closer we get to election, the more important those ratings become.

Now, I’m sure you’re asking yourself who this idiot (me) is supporting in the bid for the presidency. As I’ve said in the past, I don’t care for politicians. I’ve even gone as far as to say that I hope to never again see a couple of 70 years olds standing before us and asking for our votes so they can sit at the head of our government, become what once was the most powerful position on the planet. I made that assertion in July, and I still stand by it:

https://fracturedthoughts.blog/2020/07/14/two-old-guys-and-a-goat/

In short, I don’t support either one of those old men running for office. I’m casting my ballot for another old man. One that can’t do any worse than what is being done now, or what I see will be accomplished in the near future.

I’d like to introduce a man who has been around since God was a corporal. Hell, I think he was here when the earth was tossed into this galaxy to begin it’s never ending journey around that ball of fire we call the sun. The guy is older than dirt, but he just keeps on plugging along. Even after his wife beat him with a broom, the IRS took his golf courses, and corn became his new fuel for the future the man still entertains us better than the entertainer in the White House. And he does it with less disruption to our daily lives, and with a smoothness that Donald Trump lays awake at night dreaming about. Hell, I even wrote about him last month:

https://fracturedthoughts.blog/2020/09/04/vote-for-this-man-or-else/

Folks, I’m going to let Peter Dawson introduce the man. He does a much better job than I can ever hope to do.

Good night, Mrs. Jackson, wherever you are.