In one way, this all has me worried. In 1968, on the Democratic side, the tensions and competition were high. In the audience, there are a lot of nuts. Was true, then, particulary due to a lot of media attention.
Just like today.
Out in that audience are thuse whose head is screaming like a pig being stuck, but it is inside, outside they just sort of stare. They stand in the crowds, but are strangers yet seeking with interest the pandemonium. Because inside, is the same. But they are just observing from the outside. Drifters.
All the media is awash. The candidates in a frenzy here and there. To wun, they get ever closer to the teaming masses. Press closer to the audience. They get before the crowd. The stranger to oneself is there, observing, left out. The Ambassador Hotel, California, Bobby Kennedy just won California, he come out. Pressing closer.
A Palestinian is there in the crowd. All the awash is there. Folks press one another. I am watching it late on TV. Then pop, pop, pop. Folks start yelling. Because Bobby Kennedy supported Israel. The Palestinian.
No predictions. Tarot cards. The World of Tomorrow.
Yes, there are a lot of 1968 echoes this season. On the other side:
HRC=LBJ
Sanders=McCarthy
Warren=RFK
Biden=HHH
But for stimulation of the reptilian brains out there? Nobody can beat Trump.