By Mark Drolette
It is time to admit publicly that some of my predictions of the recent past did not manifest. I believed at one time or another:
• We would bomb Iran
• Republicans would steal (ano)the(r) election
• Martial law would be declared (justified by terrorist attack, avian flu or a sudden nationwide outbreak of critical thinking)
• The Giants would win the World Series (thankfully, my meds have since been adjusted)
Except for that last one, I don’t mind being flat-out wrong about such things, regardless how much my good reputation suffers. Or might, if I had one.
A primary personal prognostication, unfortunately, has come true. Long ago I said: