Adaptive Curmudgeon

Sometimes You Just Have To Ride It Out: Part 5

I had a story in mind. One that really happened. (I don’t have to be creative, I just have to be observant in a mad world.) It had a simple punchline.

But what I thought was obvious (and funny) wasn’t. While I was off grid, everyone lost their goddamn minds. Where do I pick up the thread?


I theorized “news” (which isn’t news at all) follows Cycles. A Topic is selected (or invented). Then players from both sides (which I might derisively call the “uniparty”) play their assigned roles. They act in Stages, each one following the other. Everyone knows what to do and nobody derails the call and response format. To deviate from the pattern, for any reason, be it ineptitude, a reasoned choice, an unscripted but heartfelt opinion, or even honest personal ideals, is verboten. (They’ll move heaven and earth to replace politicians who misbehave with ones who stick with the format.)

As the Stages progress, the media breathlessly reports this crap like they didn’t know it was going to happen; keeping the populace wired. Ideally both sides harvest money and votes from a frantic citizenry. This continues until the last Stage is completed and the Cycle is done or the Topic upstaged by a different sexier Topic.

Once you spot the Topic, you can expect a repeat of it’s last Cycle. Do that and politics becomes predictable. It’s almost beautiful in it’s manipulative symmetry. You wonder if there ever was a time when it was not like this.


Back in my silly Novocaine story. I’d pinned the Kavanaugh Supreme Court Nomination as a Topic and recognized it’s Cycle as “Preening In The Mirror“. In a few minutes of CNN on mute I measured the situation as Stage C, the climax of “Preening In The Mirror”. This is the portion of the cycle where Congress Grandstands and protesters protest and everyone has a party at the expense of both decorum and the nominee’s self esteem.

Stage D is when everyone can either come to their senses and just vote or they can go full retard and lead to Stage E. There’s no chance in hell 2018 is going to lead to an outbreak in compromise and reasonable behavior; so Stage D was certain to lead to Stage E.

Stage E is the “October Surprise”. This is the most colorful part. I made some predictions:

So here was my prediction:

“Suddenly, after decades of distinguished service, weeks of questioning, and six FBI investigations we’ve found ‘Jill Jones’ who says she saw the nominee cheat on a spelling test in 12th grade. She didn’t report it to the authorities, there’s no evidence whatsoever, there’s probably no law broken, and she’s a member of the ‘Kavinaugh sucks donkey balls’ Facebook group.”

Thus would begin Stage E.


Here’s the punchline. It took 20 minutes.

The dentist showed up and shoved what felt like a cement mixer in my face. After some abnormal sounds and a shocking application of pliers, it was over.

They left me in my chair, drooling and bleeding; to “recover”. I wouldn’t let them turn on the infernal TV. I fired up my tablet, jacked into the wifi from the coffee shop across the street, and checked the “news”.

BAM! Moving from crayon level (muted CNN) to laser guided scope (internet search) I verified that Stage E was in full swing. That fast!

My predictions weren’t perfect, but they were damn good:


I found myself chuckling, despite being in dental pain. I’d made a prediction based on nothing more than watching the ebb and flow of Cycles (or Propaganda if you prefer that term). I’d called the content of an October Surprise with stunning accuracy.

Then I made two more predictions:

Then I went off line for several days of bleeding and drooling. I wrote some shit that went live (a bit delayed) while the game was being played. Then I went off line again. As it played out… following the script exactly as expected… I was horrified to see real people suffering. It’s Stage E of a pre-ordained, predictable, can see it coming from miles away, game… and it is terrible that people should take this to heart. I hammered out a quick post that everyone should take the weekend off.

So was I correct?:

So there you have it. We all should have known the vote outcome almost 3 months in advance. I thought the whole “Bork as a verb” and “high tech lynching” thing was just so plain and obvious that it was funny. Something we could all chuckle about. But people fell for it. Hard. It bothers me that politics is hurting so many people.

Here’s my next prediction:

In the meantime. They telegraph their moves y’all. The script was written in stone long ago. It shouldn’t hit so hard because we all know what’s coming. Harden your heart or dodge because the game will continue until it doesn’t.

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