This is, of course, the classic problem with soothsayers and future-gazers. They’re happy to provide a warning, but never in a meaningful fashion with any details.
“Beware the Ides of Match?
Wouldn’t a better message have been something along the lines of “Caesar, please avoid the Senate today to perhaps pre-empt a plot to perforate your person.” See the difference? You still get to be all artsy in your use of alliteration, but the Caesar actually, you know, gets the message.

Just as well, though. I imagine had Caesar avoided the plot, we’d be digging up marble statues of a fat Julius Caesar wearing sequined togas with a cheesus burgerus in each hand. Nobody wants that!

But if you’ve ever got a message for me from the future, could you please provide a few details and a call back number? I’m just saying…

Oh… and don’t forget that Antishoshell returns from mini-hiatus on Tuesday!