l. Donald Trump will not run for President in 2024. Should he run for some reason, he will not win re-election. If he’s still alive in a few years, he will be in court for much of the time.

2. Joe Biden will not run for President in 2024; he will be exhausted and battered and 85. But he will pass his trillion-dollar funding bill, and he will get his infrastructure package signed into law. It’s fated. Then he might collapse.

He will one day be praised, even revered, for ending the war in Afghanistan.

3. Governors Abbott and DeSantis will seek the Republican nomination, and one of them will win. They are the secret agents of the Democratic National Committee, sent to make sure every rational America, women, suburbanite, African-American, and disenfranchised voter votes.

2020 was only a year ago. Are all of our memories that short? In short order, millions of new voices will be steaming at all of the restrictions, obstacles, and mindless roadblocks to voting. You have to win new voters, folks, not piss them all off at once.

Both governors are twin mini-me’s; they are too extreme to attract the young, independent, African-American, and suburban voters necessary to win national elections in America.

Endangering children and the elderly, passing racist voting laws, and outraging millions of women are not good platforms for the future. The Texas Abortion Law will not stand up in court. It will light millions of women on fire. The only thing better for the Democrats than this new law would be if Ted Cruz, America’s most unpleasant and unlikeable politician, were to win the nomination.

That won’t happen either.

5. It is far too soon to predict who will control the House and the Senate next year. It’s just a kind of voodoo dice-throwing to try.  If the election were held today, the Republicans would take the House of Representatives, and Kevin McCarthy would be third in line. I don’t know about tomorrow.

6. There are so many reasons to vote. As Trump works so hard to persuade Republicans that there’s no point in voting because every election is rigged, anything goes. It’s way too early to know. Donald  Trump’s greatest genius is making horrendously stupid political decisions. Our media and many of our politicians live in 2016.  Two years now equals a century a generation ago.

7. This is not the most divided America has been, not even close. Stay strong, stay sane. Start by reading Nathaniel Philbrick’s new book “Travels with George: In Search Of Washington And His Legacy.” Washington didn’t read Facebook to get to know America. He rode across the country talking to people in almost every state in the Union.

Philbrick followed in his steps and wrote about what he found. America, he said, was much more divided than we can even imagine now. It’s in our national DNA. Washington ended the tour in despair. He couldn’t imagine how to bring such a bitterly divided country together. He decided to wear fancy clothes and ride beautiful horses.

Our journalists are no longer permitted to think, only react. History bores them and is much harder work than going on Twitter.

7. The media can’t help but ignore and underestimate the red-hot political power of women as it rises over the country like a great storm. Forgive them; dismissing women is just an old habit they can’t break. An intelligent politician would be fawning all over them (from a distance.)

It takes a rare bird to imagine the future; there is so much coming that we can’t see or know. I have this curious habit of wanting to see what happens before I get hysterical about it.

And sometimes it’s just fun to take a leap of faith and guess: Over the next two years, the Republican Party will feel like a bowling pin with seconds to live. Hint: the bowling balls signify women. It’s called rational thought, and it is not allowed on Facebook or Twitter; it might distract people from writing sappy posts, inventing conspiracies,  and buying stuff.

Stay strong.

If any sinkhole is waiting out there, Trump will step in it. Sociopaths cannot imagine failure, so they can’t be rational or wise. It does them in every time. I will pray for all those hard-working people who will be betrayed and abandoned once more.

Note: I won’t post comments on this short piece. My blog is a monologue, not a dialogue. I don’t want to see a political debate here, and I don’t want to participate in a political discussion. That isn’t what the blog is about. In part, my story is about writing a living memoir, expressing myself freely and openly.  I’m sick of nasty people peeing in my soup. Comments will be happily accepted in any other posted piece, and indeed, by noon tomorrow, everywhere. It’s just musing, like my hero E.B. White used to do on his farm blog. There is no reason for comments, and I don’t feel the least bit obliged to post them on every piece I write.

There are plenty of places to go to fight if that’s what you want. E.B. White got nasty letters, but there was no e-mail, Facebook, Instagram, TikTok or Twitter, of course.