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The good news: None of the predictions I made in last year’s annual Gustradamus columna came true. If any did, it would have been a sign that the apocalypse is nigh. The bad news: The apocalypse is here.

Donald Trump is about to become president and is licking his ketchup-specked lips at the prospect of punishing California for not rolling over for him like, say, Jeff Bezos did . Democrats are in the political wilderness now that Latinos seem to be over them . The city of Los Angeles faces a $130-million budget deficit.



USC’s football team is playing in something called the SRS Distribution Las Vegas Bowl , while UCLA’s squad is staying home and probably doing steps up and down Young Research Library. With so much doom and gloom, I wish I could predict good things for 2025. But my Magic 8 Ball sees little to look forward to except a lot of laughs — because we’ll need to crack up at the cruelty and tomfoolery coming from the White House to keep from crying, you know? This is some of what I see happening in the next 12 months: *USC, desperate for football glory again, ditches the Big Ten Conference after just a year for something a bit more manageable: The high school-level Trinity League .

They finish in last place after perennial prep powerhouse Mater Dei recruits all of their players, leaving the Trojans with a squad made up of the school’s marching band, outgoing President Carol Folt and journalism majors. The last group has never seen a football game — not ev.

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