Crisis mongering in the rain...

It has been so long since it rained substantially in Upstate South Carolina that today's steady downpour has resulted in some odd behavior amongst the locals. Even as I blog, my neighbors are running up and down our street naked and babbling incoherently. I won't be joining them but photos are forthcoming. It so infrequently rains here these days that children aged 10 and under are cowering in fear. The gloom of the clouds has shaken them from their X-Box stupor. For many of them, this is the first time they've actually seen rain. Parents are in a snit attempting to reassure their insular prodigy that the "crisis" is temporary, and that the sun will indeed shine again. The photo at the top illustrates just how dry it has been here the last 10 years. The protrusion shown here is of a bridge submerged 50 years ago when Lake Hartwell was created. Its baaack.

Crisis, crisis, crisis everywhere a crisis:

• The US auto companies are so out of gas that the fuel hand has disappeared from sight. Now they're standing on the shoulder of the road, crestfallen, holding an empty gas can, asking anybody and everybody (American taxpayers) to help push them to the local Citgo.
• What hasn't been said about the financial avalanche perpetrated on the public by Freddie, Fannie and guvmint trolls like Barney Frank n' Beans? I suggest the Enron treatment for Dodd, Franks, Gorelick and the rest. I won't hold my breath.
• Layoffs, cutbacks and overall economic paranoia grip the population. The MSM is nearly orgasmic with their delivery of the bad news; likewise in their trumpeting of the blessed solutions of Barry, The One, the spreader, the planet healer, the transcender of race, Obama.

Of course the blessed solutions to the country's ills requires that the always wise and benevolent federal government binge on your wallets. It's the only way to assure the fairness that so many of you out there in greed infested flyover country have resisted. Where is your patriotism you rubes? Have you no sense of crisis identification?

But it is raining in Upstate S.C. today and my buck naked neighbors are imploring me to join them in their romp. Well, why not? Photos not forthcoming. So for the rest of you folks bummed out by Crisis America, It's raining and I'm the king of the world as far as I know.