Given that my head is currently full of phlegm and runny nose stuff and pills you take to cure runny nose stuff from happening, and that I am currently rapidly depleting the world's forests to blow runny nose stuff into the byproducts, I'm going to opt for a short, quickie post.
So I am going to inflict upon you some old retro prediction films. Enjoy.
Achoo. Achoo. Achoo. Achoo. Achoo. (Play that back at about the volume of a train crashing through a brick wall.)