Yes, I know I’m supposed to be packing, moving, blah blah, but this is way more fun. Thanks, Southern Fried Fans, for giving me an outlet to procrastinate.
So in case you’re reading this from Hawaii or something, you’re probably aware that most of the U.S. got pounded this week with a nasty wintry blast. Power is still out in some parts of the U.S., including beloved LexVegas where ice enveloped the entire city (check out the pics…CNN iReport, eat your heart out!).
Now I need to preface this by saying that I find President Obama to be a fine individual, and I am excited to see him serving in the nation’s highest office. Juuust wanted to throw that out there before you read the rest of my blog and label me with a stereotype you may have come to assume regarding southerners and their political ideology. This site is way too mindless to be conjuring up such nonsense…we aim only to meet your southern stereotypes in the areas of manners, femininity, food and perhaps football.
That said, not even two weeks in, POTUS is poking fun at his new neighbors! Yesterday he joked about how his daughters’ school was closed because of the weather. “When it comes to the weather,” he said, “folks in Washington don’t seem to be able to handle things.” He went on to scoff, “we’re going to have to try some flinty, Chicago toughness to this town.” Sir, with all due respect, show us some love.
We waited in endless lines to vote for you. We showed up by the millions in freakin’ freezing weather (well, not me but I was there in spirit) to listen to you. And we will come to endure a seemingly ceaseless motorcade time and time again as you make your way to your various destinations. And the amazing thing about it all? We have done and will do it all gladly because we are so excited to have you here!
Yes, we may have only received a few inches of snow and a quarter inch of ice. And maybe we do close schools hastily for precautionary measures (heaven forbid). But I beseech you, sir, to look on the bright side! You have moved from what should be nicknamed America’s Arctic Tundra to the gloriously pleasant seasonal patterns of Washington, D.C.! You should be running around like George Bailey down Main Street because you’re so happy to escape such frigidity. Not only that, but before you go knockin’ on us for shutting everything down, I would indulge you to try driving down the Beltway on a sunny day at 7am, much less when there’s a layer of ice over it. Luckily for you, you’ll never have to endure such insanity.
So to recap, as eloquent and congenial as you are, even you, POTUS, can slip up and become an Uncouth Moment. Let it be a reminder to everyone…when you’re the new kid on the block, it’s probably best to not make fun of the neighbors.