Mattstradamus Predictions: May 20th, 2018

Last week, I did my first ever round of Mattstradamus Predictions, and so far, it's even easier than I thought it would be. Here are the results from last week, prediction by prediction:

Today, Mother's Day, people will take to social media proclaiming their mother to be the best mother in the world. Many will make this claim, drawing into question its validity.

Unless you lived under a rock and didn't make your way to social media, then you know that I crushed this prediction. How much more right could I have been about this one? None. None more right.

Somewhere, the McRib will return... but only for a limited time.

Thanks to the kind folks at, I can confirm that the McRib was spotted last week in West Palm Beach, Florida. Already 2-0 in my first week of making predictions. I don't like to toss around the word "prodigy" too much, but...

President Trump will say something that will ruffle some feathers

I thought the times of President Trump riling people up had slowed down a little bit, but Donny T deliver this week. The President called people "animals" (read about it here) and folks were non-too-pleased.

So after one week, I'm batting 1.000. It's still early, but right now, I'd have to say Nostradamus was a bit of a hack.

Let's see what is going to happen next week:

Someone will be videotaped saying or doing something that offends others.

To be fair, this was a big phenomenon last week, but my powers of clairvoyance indicate to me that they will continue.

An internet meme will be perceived one way by one group and another way by another group.

Laurel or Yanny? Blue and black dress or gold and blue? Will this get old fast or continue?

The casting of a movie or TV show will enrage nerds.

No one gets angrier about pretend things than nerds, and you can bet it will continue next week.

One week from now, check back as I see how my predictions fair.


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