I think that’s putting it charitably. I can’t see the future, and I don’t think anyone can really; but I’ve learned to trust my gut as I grow older. My gut is not at all at ease tonight for the future of my country. Some of the most grim premonitions of those who are brave enough to publish their visions on the future are seemingly coming to fruition. Just when I thought it was weird enough, the surreal dial gets turned up two notches. Reset button anyone?