First I listened to the bad news on the radio. 1) We are never going to find out what really happened in Benghazi, and no one will ever be held accountable for it. 2) In the wake of Hurricane Sandy, if your home, assessed at, say, $300,000, was heavily damaged or even totally destroyed, that’s your tough luck–your property tax bill will remain the same as it was before the storm. That’s so you can keep on paying schoolteachers’ salaries, to say nothing of assistant deputy vice principals and second-grade guidance and self-esteem counselors. 3) They dug up 19 bodies somewhere, murder victims… never mind, turn the damned thing off.
Then, I guess because it started to snow a little, our power conked out again! It’s getting so you just can’t trust your electricity to stay on (welcome to the world of Agenda 21). I was halfway through writing an article, so that work went up in smoke. I had to do it all over again when the power came back on in about two hours.
Jamie Fox (or whatever his name is) says that person in the White House is God, and neither he nor the object of his worship gets blasted for it.
Can I please wake up now?