And it shall come to pass

Over the holidays I learned a Hungarian tradition about eating that stands you in good stead for the year. My partner declared that, according to lore, on New Year’s Day you have to be careful what you eat. You can’t eat fish, because it will swim away on you. You can’t eat chicken, because it will fly away. You must eat pork because a pig digs beneath him so stays grounded. We had bacon sandwiches.
With that foresight in mind, here are my top ten predictions for 2023.
No Toronto team will win a championship, not the Raptors, Blue Jays, Leafs or Argos.
The NDP will stop propping up the Liberals. There will be an election. The Conservatives will win.
Summer will be hotter than usual.
I will not win the the Ontario Lottery Gold Ball Draw.
Donald Trump will fade from the scene.
Prince Harry’s book, Spare, will disappoint.
The war in Ukraine will end badly for both sides.
Doug Ford will continue to say and do foolish things.
A good movie will get even harder to find.
There will always be hope.

1 Response

  1. STEVE PAIKIN says:

    Regarding your prediction on the Leafs, I’ll quote Darth Vader: “I find your lack of faith disturbing.”


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