I can’t predict the future and I don’t have respect for people who try to.

In this quip, Jackie Mason uses blunt skepticism to puncture the cultural appetite for certainty—especially the authority claimed by pundits, prognosticators, and self-styled experts. The first clause admits a basic human limitation: the future is unknowable. The second clause sharpens that admission into a moral and social judgment, implying that attempts to “predict” often involve arrogance, performance, or manipulation rather than genuine knowledge. As comedy, it works by reversing expectations: instead of admiring confident forecasters, Mason treats the very act of forecasting as suspect. The line also reflects a streetwise ethic—respect is reserved for honesty about uncertainty, not for theatrical confidence.