Boo! Happy Halloween!
Some folks think the (D)s are so insane, they run two-time loser and serial felon Shrillary again in 2020.
I doubt it, and suspect that since her freshness date was up in 1993, and the last campaign nearly killed her, she's never coming back again.
I could, of course, be wrong, but that's where I'd put my chips.
If both Trump and the economy are as healthy in 2020 as they are now, the Democrats know they haven't got a snowball's chance in hell of beating him, so they nominate some flaming whacktard as a Mondale-esque sacrificial lamb in two years.
They do this to push the discussion far to the left.
Then, when he's gone in 2024, they put up someone a whisker less radical, and the media paints it for the low-information voters as a massive shift to the middle.
This also gives them six years instead of two to regroup and get their collective crap in one bag.
The don't want an old white woman, sooner or later on.
They want someone brown, a woman, a globull warmist.
Ideally, all of the above.
In short, they're looking for some pliable talentless hack, and they've got six years to find the talent and groom them. What they want, is an Unripe Pomegranate.