I no longer know what to expect, predict, or extrapolate, etc. My projections, hopes, or fears tend constantly to be thwarted by real outcomes that pay no heed to my fantasies.
A former brother-in-law of mine once said, “Yew git watt yew git and yew don’t pich a fit.” I guess a broken clock is right twice a day and I think he might be right in this case.
Whatever happens we’re going to get what we get.