It’s been a balmy seventy degrees here in lovely Raleigh for the past four days.
I try to be no nay-sayer, and I don’t mean to point out the crap-colored lining on this cloud, my friends, but the next person that says that this weather we’re having is GREAT with all of the enthusiasm of Tony the Tiger is getting kicked in the shins.
No, it’s not great. It’s terrible and it’s terrifying. It’s further proof that we as a city need to get off of our duffs and get some safe public transit. It’s further proof that we as a city need to spend less time on the beltine and use some of the intelligencia that lives and works here to actually do something to better the environment.
It would be great to see this city get disgusted about something that actually matters. I’m afraid, however that it won’t.