Our government unravels before our eyes. Our Head of State has an emotional meltdown in front of the head of the Congress. Becoming childlike into a tantrum foaming, and cursing at her.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
This life is most jolly.
The first serious Nor'easter tears into our Emerald City!
The Skies Roar! My Windows Rattle! Rain blast the Walls!
I haven't had this much fun since the last Blizzard!
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