I really feel for the people in the Northeast. I really do.
I kind of know what they’re going through. Kind of.
I once lost everything in a house fire, and I mean everything. I had nothing left. I escaped through the flames, naked. Singed all the hair off my body, burned my left hand pretty bad, even burned my nuts. Just so you know, my hand and nuts healed fine, but I was wearing double size trousers for a while, and was forced to learn how to dress myself with one hand. It was a close one, I thought I was going to burn to death. It was cold, sleeting and snowing, and it was five in the morning. The fire was so hot, the barrel of my shotgun was bent.
I had a warm place to stay, food, water, beer, and everything I needed. My friends brought me clothes. It was bad, but nothing like these folks in the Northeast.
They have nothing, and it’s cold. Cold makes a huge difference. They’ve got no way to stay warm, no food, power, water, fuel, no nothing. They’re in dire straits. Our government does not seem to be able to help. The local power companies and FEMA are lost in space. They have no plan, no power or telephone polls, they’re running around like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off. Add the Red Cross to that list as well. Our government at work. People who depend on our government to solve their problems are misguided.
If it was me, I’d call in the Military to run the show. They do have experience in these types of things.