The election in the U. S. is two days away. I joked a few days ago about getting ready to head into my underground bunker. I diligently absorbed two hours of Whitney Webb yesterday to nurture my paranoia.
Two days away, and I don't have a real sense of impending doom. Life has taught me that disasters never happen when you expect them to.
Is the outcome of this election meaningless even beyond the fact that it doesn't matter who wins?