Nostradamus on the Day of the Massachusetts Election
On my commute from my home to Pajamas Media/PJTV headquarters this morning, I spied a man at the side of the road wearing what seemed like a Medieval cloak and a strange triangular hat. It was raining and it was hard to get a good look at him, but I assumed he was just another one of the homeless, when he stepped out in the road and started to flag me down.
"Mr. Simon! Mr. Simon!" he shouted. What was this? He knew my name? Some crazy in the middle of Los Angeles? I wanted to step on the gas to avoid this loon, but the light had turned red and he was approaching my car. "That poll you ran from CrossTarget. It was off the charts. Ridiculous!" By now he was right next to me with his grizzled face pressed against the window. I could smell his hot breath through the glass. But how had he known about our poll?
"Which one are you talking about?" I said. "The Friday one with Brown up by 15? Or the one Sunday with him up 10?"
"The Friday one, of course. That was the outlier. The Sunday one is okay, but maybe a little off."
"How would you know?" I said. The light still hadn't changed.
"How would I know? How wouldn't I know? ... I'm Nostradamus." Now I knew I had a real whacko on my hands. "And I should tell you, you should listen to me," he continued, "because there won't be any exit polls today. They weren't prepared for such a close election and the media companies weren't ready. If you want to know what's going to happen, you're in my hands... Besides, I can tell you even more about the future than a measly election in Massachusetts." The light changed, but I sat there a moment. "But if you must... Brown will win by 7. ACORN will not be a factor. They are too afraid of indictments. Nancy Pelosi will pretend it doesn't matter, but she will really have a migraine and yell at her staff... And Axelrod will say that Brown ran a 'good race' for Senate."
"That's already on Drudge. I don't need Nostradamus for that."
"It's only a start."
"A start?" I sat there while the car behind honked at me. Did I really want to know this joker's opinion. Was this man really Nostradamus? Stranger things had happened. Well, maybe not. The car honked.
"Why don't you pull over?" said "Nostradamus."
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