So the big hurricane/norther/perfect storm hit Monday, and unlike last year’s storm of the century (Irene), this one packed a large wallop. But soon enough the wind and the tidal surge passed, and now we do have a mess on our hands. The NJ coast, Lower Manhattan, and Staten Island seem to have suffered terribly. Electricity out, plumbing and drinkable water out, gasoline out, tunnels and bridges in and out closed (or monitored by Bloomy for those trying to sneak out without at least 3 to a car).
There was at least a week’s notice that this was coming. I don’t begrudge that the infrastructure took a huge hit. I only partly begrudge ordinary people not planning a little better for food/water/gas shortages. And then that idiot barack strolled around the Jersey shore in his photo-op with FatBoy™ and actually said “if they need something, we figure out a way to say yes”, in association with something he called the “15 minute rule.”
In some degree, we’ve been counting the days to this November the 6th for 4 years. Or perhaps for 24 years. Or perhaps since ObamaCare was passed, or since Porkulus was passed, or since the November 2010 thrashing we gave to the Visigoths. Maybe since Chief Justice Benedict Roberts stole a big one for the Bolshevik team.
Any way you count it, this Tuesday has been circled on the calendar for quite some time. It is the day that the forces of the Constitution are arrayed from one side of the valley to the other, against the forces of Statism. The valley is filled from wall to wall, and there is nobody on the battlefield who has not trained and worked tireless days, weeks, and months, all pointed to this day.
Every helmet and breastplate has been cleaned and polished to a shine, every dent hammered out. Every strap is on tight. Every weapon has been checked and rechecked, every blade honed down to a fine edge.
This is the day we have lived for.
Yeah I know. I am violating the old adage: no need to point out the astoundingly obvious when the merely obvious will do. Yet, this I could not pass up. Just add this one to the Mount McKinley size pile of bull-hockey from the main-sleaze commie media in their prodigious effort to get the chief commie re-elected so he can continue his work of dismantling the country. You can’t blame commies for agitating and lying for the cause.
But I do find it disappointing that they are so stupid. Just once could we get an evil but brilliant adversary? Perhaps we could meet the Kleptocrats halfway: give us an adversary that can button his fly without a government-issued manual.