Did Nostradamus predict President Trump?


Originally published at: http://boingboing.net/2016/02/29/did-nostradamus-predict-presid.html


Surely if one thing can pierce the ethereal boundaries that shape space and time, it’s the archetypal specter of that hair?

So, let’s turn to Century IX:

At the holy places animals seen with hair,
With him who will not dare the day:
At Carcassonne propitious for disgrace,
He will be set for a more ample stay.

Truly, his is “hair” that others will not “dare the day”. And Carcassonne, being affiliated as it is in this day primarily with the wildly-popular board game, is clearly drawn from Trump’s line of casinos, “propitious for disgrace” as they are.

This isn’t difficult at all, is it?


Propitious For Disgrace: On The Trump Presidency


Betteridge’s Law applies.


Trump is actually forecast in the Dies Irae:

Tuba mirum spargens sonum
Per sepulchra regionum
Coget omnes ante thronum

The miraculous Trump will sound
Through the region of sepulchres
And summon all before the throne

(“Region of sepulchres” - clear reference to the Republican Party.)

Liber scriptus proferetur
In quo totum continetur
Unde mundus judicetur

A book shall be offered
Which contains everything
On which the world is judged

(“The Art of the Deal”)

Mors stupebit et natura
Cum resurget creatura
Iudicandi responsura

Death and nature will be astonished
When Creation stands up again
To reply to its judge

(A bit muddled, this bit, referencing the death of Scalia and the Trump haircut)

Inter oves lacum praesta
Et ab haedis me sequestra
Statuens in parte dextra

Among the sheep let me placed
Away from the goats
Standing on the right

(The writer is telling us that to be safe we must behave like sheep, and not get mixed up with the Mexican and Muslim “goats”, which means being politically right wing.)

Lachrymosa dies illa…

That day will be tearful

(When Trump gets the nomination)


Purest nonsense. Not only is his entire corpus so vague it could predict anything, but it’s written (so I’m told) in cryptic, nonstandard 16th century French. Translating them is not straightforward.


This is fun. Like going through a haunted house. You get the thrill of believing just for a moment that the zombie is real.

Maybe Hillary appears in Century VI and is attacked by demagogues over some, um, trumped-up charge:

Through feigned fury of divine emotion
The wife of the great one will be violated:
The judges wishing to condemn such a doctrine,
She is sacrificed a victim to the ignorant people.


At least it wasn’t on gold plates and translated with the aid of magic goggles. And yet probably more people believe that one than believe in the prophetic power of Nostradamus.


Century II, Quatrain 57:

“Before the conflict the great wall will fall,
The great one to death, death too sudden and lamented,
Born imperfect: the greater part will swim:
Near the river the land stained with blood.”

  1. So Trump does get his wall built! But…it doesn’t last. It goes before some conflict, maybe Elections 2020?
  2. “The great one”, is that the Wall itself, or Trump, who perishes underneath it as it falls? “Born imperfect”, though…certificate…Kenya…Hawaii…OBAMA!!!
  3. The river is obviously the Rio Grande. Stained with blood: Trouble with Mexicans.





If you give a monkey long enough he’ll eventually become president!


Write enough cryptic nonsense, and get people bend and mutilate it to fit whatever they want it to.

Works with Nostradamus, works with the Bible (St. John, you untreated schizophrenic, I am looking at YOU!), works with a lot of other popular texts.


Revelation makes more sense if you look at it like a political cartoon, with donkeys doing battle against elephants. What would they make of that, eighty generations later?


Thanks, everyone. This is the best laugh(s) I’ve had all day. Sort of a salve for that lingering horror that He Might Win.


Are you talking about the utterances of Trump or Nostradamus?

Nope, still not sure. I’m pretty sure some of what Trump has said is only intelligible language if it’s 16th century French.

Well, if you’re talking about Nostradamus, the his works predict and thus refute your skepticism! The passage in question:

The fact well defended by excellence,
Guard yourself Tours from your near ruin:
London and Nantes will make a defense through Reims
Not passing further in the time of the drizzle.

The drizzle! How can you doubt it?


But look, I have blood pouring out of my eyes. It’s looking to do tremendous harm. Tremendous. Look at Paris. Look at what happened in Iraq. And now it’s really pouring in from China, from Iran. I mean, this blood, it did not come from just anywhere. Look at what happened with 14 people dead and other people dying. It’s very bad news. I have blood coming out of my eyes. Out of my nose. Out of my mouth. A tremendous amount. You can’t solve a problem until you find the root cause of all that blood coming into the country. I’ve had so many people call me and tell me thank you for bleeding. Telling me Donald, you’ve done a tremendous service. People are going to be very, very surprised.


X: 15
“Father duke old in years and choked by thirst,
On his last day his don denying him the jug:
Into the well plunged alive he will come up dead,
Senate to the thread death long and light.”

“Father duke” (David Duke) desperately seeks Trump’s recognition for his support (“choked by thirst” for validation). But “his don” (Donald Trump) will deny him the “jug” by disavowing him forcefully, representing the end “last day” of Duke’s short-lived return to the national poltical conversation. “Into the well” represents Trump’s support for waterboarding and serves as a metaphor for Trump’s dismissal of Duke’s support and Duke’s political “death.”




There is a small town in Germany where an aristocrat once built a wall to keep out the peasants, and the women of the town demolished it (as a Knight of the Holy Roman Empire he was not allowed to make war on women, so he was stymied.) After the Berlin Wall went down the town put up a mosaic and a plaque on the site with the legend (in old German) “Die Wall Mot Fallen”.

Walls coming down are a powerful symbol of progress; walls going up, a symbol of backwardness and privilege. I wonder how many of the people who support Trump realise which side of the argument they would be on if they addressed their interests rationally. Because as well as the wall intended to keep out poor Mexicans there are the walls of gated communities, of high tuition fees, of membership of particular groups. Trump talks the talk of a demagogue, but only because he hopes to exercise the power of an aristocrat. We don’t need Nostradamus to tell us that,


That’s cheesy.