The whims of Frankenstorm

So I was holding my breath for about 24 hours as Frankenstorm surged and tried to decide where to strike next. Even in my zombie funk I knew that, if the Weather Channel was accurate and the weather gods so inclined, South Philly would be slammed with gusts of up to 75 miles per hour and up to eight more inches of rain, and the huge weed tree behind my house would not withstand the onslaught.

I phoned a friend for advice and he said, “Just wait it out. Too late to start sawing.”

More here.

Banking on ‘low-information’ voters

Has any presidential candidate in history lied more frequently and with as much squeaky-clean earnestness as Mittens? Mainstream reporters would be asking this question if they weren’t trained to equate telling the truth with being biased. They don’t ask, or tell, so Dems have to keep cleaning up after Romney as he slimes his way through Ohio:

Obscene

Unfuckingbelievable. I don’t even know what to say, except to point out that Republicans act more like lizards than human beings:

Former FEMA Director Michael Brown offered criticism of President Obama’s early responses to Hurricane Sandy yesterday, including a dig at the administration’s response to last month’s attack in Libya.


Yesterday, ahead of the storm’s pummeling of the eastern seaboard, Brown gave an interview to the local alternative paper, the Denver Westword, on how he believed the Obama administration was responding to Sandy too quickly and that Obama had spoken to the press about Sandy’s potential effect too early.


Brown turned then to a reliable right-wing attack on the President’s response to the attack on a U.S. diplomatic outpost in Benghazi that killed four Americans:

“One thing he’s gonna be asked is, why did he jump on [the hurricane] so quickly and go back to D.C. so quickly when in…Benghazi, he went to Las Vegas?” Brown says. “Why was this so quick?… At some point, somebody’s going to ask that question…. This is like the inverse of Benghazi.”

Out and about today

The skies around town were still ominous this morning.

So I really lucked out last night. While driving around the neighborhood today, I saw two metal poles that came down (they were already being repaired), and three trees down. My friend and I went down to the park to see how much the river rose, and it was still lapping over the railings and into the park.

You could see how far the water rose — there was a line of broken lumber and trash cutting a swath through the park. It looked like a tornado scene. But it didn’t come into my neighborhood, and that’s what I was afraid of.

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