Aside from what I believe about what happened circa 1983, I don't believe this about next Thursday.

The past is different from the future. You can't go to either place, but if you wait around, what you once thought of as the future will for a brief shining moment be the present, and then it will fall off into the past, so you can think about it differently, because you've had the chance to see it once, but from where it will never run by in the present again, so there's no second look, but you can talk about it with the dubious authority of memory.

So here I am in the present, seeing this:



That's a nice graphic depiction of the future, but it's not a picture of the future.

Thursday will look like what it really is when it's Thursday.

I'm not completely a let-the-day’s-own-trouble-be-sufficient-for-the-day person, but I've been jerked around far too much by this will-she-won't-she-testify dance. I'll believe it when I see it.

It feels like a game of chicken:

The name "chicken" has its origins in a game in which two drivers drive towards each other on a collision course: one must swerve, or both may die in the crash, but if one driver swerves and the other does not, the one who swerved will be called a "chicken", meaning a coward; this terminology is most prevalent in political science and economics. The name "hawk–dove" refers to a situation in which there is a competition for a shared resource and the contestants can choose either conciliation or conflict; this terminology is most commonly used in biology and evolutionary game theory. From a game-theoretic point of view, "chicken" and "hawk–dove" are identical; the different names stem from parallel development of the basic principles in different research areas. The game has also been used to describe the mutual assured destruction of nuclear warfare, especially the sort of brinkmanship involved in the Cuban Missile Crisis.

In the movies, it looks like this:

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