All your ways are known to me
My prognostications for the immediate future of America as of Friday, October the 11th, 2019
For the last three years, the whole fabulous, terrible cavalcade of idiocy, duplicity, complicity, lies and madness has been almost impossible to predict, like a toxo mouse in an infinite maze, but now the phase space is all used up, and the rat is increasingly confined to a submaze of twisty little passages all alike because the rat can never choose paths that cede anything at all to anyone else, ever, at all, not nohow.
He thinks of himself as the heel in professional wrestling, and I think he’s going to milk it out for as far as it can go. Best ratings in history all the way. Bigger than 9/11 by the time it’s all said and done. Mark me!
I think he’s going to completely refuse to cooperate with anyone, bow to anyone, any institution, the law, custom, rationality, not ever, all the way till the death of him and everyone else he can take with him, all the way past the spirit and letter and level of the law.
I predict he will attend his own impeachment, but refuse to answer any questions, give a particularly incoherent speech — instantly one of the most famous speeches ever, a veritable Finnegans Wake of anti-oratory — and then he’ll stamp and slough and slump and shuffle out angrily (who put the tard in the tardive dyskinesia?)
The word will go out — start destroying every single record, everything must go. (Expect acts of individual heroism here, it could be you. Come to Amsterdam with thumb drives.)
Then they’ll arrest more and more of the gang — for contempt —
and then when they finally get a warrant for his arrest — contempt —
he’s going to pull the civil war ripcord (even if he dies, his dead hand will).
Yes, civil war, and a few thousand people will get killed,
but basically fail,
because pretty well no one wants to actually go out there and shoot their neighbors
(except a few super gun owners and other lunatics, and perhaps it’s good to get them out in the open finally) (wound sunlight fester disinfectant pain gain)
?
Is it ok then? Can we finally get this over with and end the feral children’s hour?
God only fucking knows, and clearly He didn’t have anything to do with this clusterfuck of massive proportions, God help us every one.
