Those of you in the rest of the country get to live your lives more-or-less normally this week, but the greater Washington, D.C. area has devolved into third-world status. Well, I exaggerate, but not by too much. The phrase most news agencies use when describing a big storm is that it "paralyzes" an area, and for once it's not that hyperbolic. Bad enough that plenty of roads are unplowed; even the "plowed" roads have at least an inch of ice and snowpack on them. Major highways are at least two lanes narrower than usual, even when snowplows and snowblowers aren't serving as globs of cholesterol, slowing the transportation arteries to a crawl. The ice-heavy 20-plus inches that has already fallen snapped plastic shovels like they were sporks, and the Home Depots are out of sand and salt. Deliveries aren't getting to stores, schools are closed (some until Friday), and power's out in tens of thousands of homes (not to mention phone, cable, and gas for some folks). The federal government is closed for the second straight day, and Wednesday isn't looking too good, either. ...The next deluge is supposed to hit midday Tuesday, dumping anywhere from five inches to two feet onto the not-yet-cleared current mess.
As I've often said, God loves messing with their heads. And while He's doing that He's doing us a big favor by proving that America can go on even if the capital is shut down.
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