It’s a Cold Day in Jon Stewart Hell
In the inky darkness that is a typical Fall morning on the East Coast of the United States, I’m freezing my pattootie off. I can’t believe I am going to be standing outside in a blowing gale on the National Mall in Washington DC when I could be sleeping in on a Saturday.
I should say that it would be a cold day in Hell before I’d get up this early, but for a political rally? I always thought Hell would be consumed by ice cubes before I’d ever show up at such a preposterous thing.
On the upside, lots of people are already out and about. They appear upbeat and suitably sane. Good thing, since it’s a Rally to Restore Sanity, conducted by people who are likely certifiably insane.
But, at least they value truthiness.
Okay, I’m going to go find the purported porta-potties and the peanut snacks everyone is talking about. That’s my breakfast. Peanuts. IF they have any. More from the Rally to Restore Sanity as things unfold, sane or otherwise.