Watching all that snow pile up to the left and right, I kept hearing a voice in my head saying, "This means something." With the President speaking out of both sides of his mouth on the latest developments of the Christmas bomber, and planning a "jobs" bill which is really just a second stimulus (like my dad used to say, "I don't know; I cut if off twice and it's still too short."), the Obama Administration is beginning to feel like a snow job. He's the Cheshire Cat President, saying whatever he wants according to the audience before him, and only knowing himself precisely what he means.
But he comes on with that smile, that chin hiked up, that teleprompter rolling, and he sounds so smooth. It's only later that we discover we've been snowed. But now we won't be digging out of the white stuff. We'll be digging out of the red stuff - debt - and not only us, but our children and grandchildren. And the soreness I'm feeling from the latest winter storm is nothing compared to the damage being done to the nation by an Administration and Congress that think you can spend your way to prosperity by promising people whatever they want and giving them whatever you think they need.
More snow is forecast for Tuesday and Wednesday. Shoot, I coulda told you that.
T. M. Moore