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  • I went to the store this morning.

    That didn't help shake my "deer in the headlights" feeling.

    Two women who staff the auto parts counter where visibly relieved by the election results.

    Maybe their good moods were coincidental and had nothing to do with politics.

    But, I was compelled to ask "So, you two voted for Trump?" I am kidding, of course.

    Their replies were sincerely jovial, "Yes!"

    My only reply was, "You do know that he hates you, right?"

    And unforgettably they replied, "Ah–huh, let's not talk politics."

    I wonder, did that Ah–huh mean; he really doesn't hate us - or - I know and I don't mind?

    The women restocking the dairy counter passed off the election as, "It is what it is."

    Was that Haiku for, I agree with you - or - eh, I don't give a shit?

    I am standing second in the checkout line and the woman ahead of me is visible distraught.

    The cashier begins her friendly chit chat with, "How do you feel about the election?"

    The women can barely keep it together and ignores the question.

    The cashier follows it up with, "The choice between those two was a tough one!"

    With head down, she collects her bags and finds the grace

    to wish the cashier a good day.

    As a women, it shouldn't have been a hard choice.

    As a man, there was only one choice.

    This morning, I read the following Quatrains by Nostradamus on the web:

    Century I: 40

    The false trumpet concealing madness
    will cause Byzantium to change its laws.
    From Egypt there will go forth a man who wants
    the edict withdrawn, changing money and standards.

    Century I: 57

    The trumpet shakes with great discord.
    An agreement broken: lifting the face to heaven:
    the bloody mouth will swim with blood;
    the face anointed with milk and honey lies on the ground.

    Century X: 76

    The great Senate will ordain the triumph
    For one who afterwards will be vanquished, driven out:
    At the sound of the trumpet of his adherents there will be
    Put up for sale their possessions, enemies expelled.

    The talking heads said they are were hopeful that once Trump assumes
    office he will learn what he doesn't now know and his campaign threats
    will evaporate.

    Hitler's rise to power was not immediately considered a threat.

    Jeff Bailey © 2016
    Photo by Jeff Bailey
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