“Hmm, Russian mob? A mysterious illness gripping our main character? Is this book prophetic?
I mean, no. Not at all. Donât you hate when people do that? Take one frame of The Simpsons and itâs like, holy shit, they predicted the future!?
Nostradamus knew what was up. Just make like a billion vague predictions, people will apply them so they fit, boom, genius.
I think the way to do it today is to make a computer you call Nostradamus II, say you did a bunch of stuff with algorithms and big data, and then read the predictions. Then youâre rich. Maybe. Or something.
Or just claim you time traveled. Whatever. Same diff. “