Note: if you’re allergic to conspiracy theories, I don’t recommend this posting
I have an acquaintance I love discussing politics with. I’ll call him Dr. V. A self-made multimillionaire with a quickly growing international banking business (he’s opening five new European offices this year alone, I believe), Dr. V collects advanced degrees and classic electric rock-and-roll guitars. Dr. V also has what I’ll generously term a “vivid imagination.” (Look up “conspiracy theorist” in the dictionary and you’ll find his photo.)
We’ll meet socially every month or two and eventually find ourselves free to bring up politics, and normally he’s chock full of outlandish predictions. He’ll usually begin “So, what have you learned recently?” in a slightly insulting tone that suggests I have potential as a protege. I refrain from bringing up the predictions he made that didn’t come true (that leads to mindnumbing tangents), but he’s right far more often than he’s wrong. Right after 9/11, he predicted both the Afghanistan and Iraq invasions more or less exactly the way they happened. Some of his other predictions are too wacky (or scary) to share, but at a party this past Saturday night he outlined a doozy. I’ll call it “The Chaos Theory.”