c’mon read my future
you haven’t got any … your
future’s all used up
I go looking for news.
What I get is speculation.
This is going to be bad …
This is bad news for …
This will have a negative impact on …
Might be talking about politics, Joe Biden, Mr. Trump, the Country at large, the World at large, the environment, the economy or University of Michigan Football.
Glooooom and dooooom but nothing ever seems to finally happen.
Of course, no one warned, predicated or said it will be bad if Hamas attacks Israel.
This Hamas folks just came out of nowhere.
Otherwise the news cycles just cycle along and we hear more and more about how this or that will be bad … when …
When?
I mean, When?
Just more speculation.
Prognostication.
Predicition.
So many of these news cycles have become seemingly never ending soap operas which is probably what the folks who find themselves the subject of these news cycles are hoping for so that we will get so worn out that by time it is time for the bad times to start, we will have given up and gone home.
In the movie, Touch of Evil, a drunk and worn out Otis Campbell like Orson Welles stumbles into the room of a gypsy fortune teller and demand’s that the fortune teller use the cards to tell his fortune.
“Come on. Read my future for me,” says Welles.
“You haven’t got any.” says the fortune teller.
“Hmm? What do you mean?” says Welles.
“… Your future’s all used up.“
The fortune teller is played by Marlene Dietrich wearing a black wig.
In and interview, years later, Ms. Dietrich said, “I think I never said a line as well as the last line.“
Your future’s all used up.
In so many ways, in too many ways, I feel like I know just what the fortune teller means.
Still, all we is get is this speculation.
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