and here we are.....and there we go.....get ready, for the Maddog is ready to howl.......aaaaaauuuuuuuuuuooooooooo! (echo)
Nostradamus sed long ago (so they say):
"When the tiny bear from the city of the big winds takes the crown ye shall know the end is nigh. A large bear from the East will foul the eagle’s nest, and the confused eagle will lose its way. A college with no class and no intelligence will give a grand prize to a misogynist lout.
An angry toddler of more than 70 years will leave a gold tower for a white house. His nasty lies will shriek at night, like a demented bird calling to all who would listen.
England, too, will stumble as it falls prey to a siren call to walk backwards. France will hold firm in the centenary year of a great war, yet Anatolia will suffer as the scribes look out from prison cells.
As the eagle in the West still flies erratically it lands on a great dome. Under the dome a snapping turtle seeks to roll back eight years of progress — cheered on by a Beauregard with no regard. The minions of the turtle and the terror toddler will leave the sick along the roadside as they rush to heap gold upon the lords and nobles.
The righteous shall prove neither right not just — mocking the scribes and scholars who warn them of the terror toddler. Families will sit around tables laden with plates of poultry, but the families dare not speak of the deceits and horrors that encircle them. They know not which of them has drunken the foul delusions from talking foxes, squawking boxes, false pages and whispered lies.
An ice queen from the eerie north will leave the schools in the cold, shining warmth only on the superior private academies. The great denier from a trembling land of black slime would sooner blind himself rather than really see the warming black skies. A bespectacled dancer with good hair will cheer the great denier in incomprehensible and stumbling blather.
Heed this warning, for these are the signs of madness and decline."