All I want for Christmas is not this guy.
My prediction just before the polls close: Roy Moore will win it handily. Not even close. Two touchdowns and a field goal. Why? Because (a) I have a history of backing lost causes, and (b) we now live in the time of Donald Trump, from whom guys like Roy Moore derive their mojo. Oh, and (c): it’s Alabama.
Any other place, dating 14-year-old girls as a grown man might be a deal-breaker. Not so in the state of George Wallace, country of Trumpistan. Thanks, Don! That’s another one we owe you.
OK, enough with the negative energy. What I’m doing here is an old trick of mine: Predicting an outcome so the opposite will occur. If I say Moore will win, my personal history would indicate that he will therefore lose. It’s not science, but it’s the Christmas season. And just now I choose to believe in miracles.
An impassioned call to inaction
Where credit is due
That was money well wasted
With Democrats like these …
A hobby can help
Way to go Dave! You did it! We all owe you a debt of gratitude for predicting that Roy Moore would win. Hence his loss. Thank you, thank you thank you!
Ha! I’m prepared to take full credit for it, too. I do have a spring in my step this morning.
Reverse jinx for the win!