Political Controversy

In the wake of the election, I have discovered a heretofore unreported deep and divisive gap between two groups in the American electorate.  I can hardly believe that our media has failed to uncover this significant wedge issue, one that alienates me from many of my fellow Americans.  I refer, of course, to that terrifying split, the one that can never be healed, between those of us who appreciate winter and those of us who most profoundly and sincerely do not.

The first sign of this devastating situation appeared in Danielle's Den, a birding and nature blog.   This delightful writer had the unmitigated gall to express her joy over the arrival of the first flock of juncos.  In case you haven't noticed them, juncos are cheery little grayish birds with slivers of white running down the sides of their tails. The white edges flash in the sunlight as the birds make their short flights from bush to shrub in search of winter food.  "Sunlight" and "winter" are the operative words here.  There is no sunlight, not after the juncos make their appearance, because juncos are harbingers of winter.  Juncos are the real snowbirds, and they find it most pleasant to winter in the vast middle of our great nation.  They don't care whether their locale is red or blue, as long as it's not as cold as Canada. 

As far as I'm concerned, they should turn right around and head back to Ontario or Manitoba or wherever it is that they came from.  We don't need them here.  I don't know whether they are trying to spead the gospel of far right morality or the gospel of far left social justice and I don't care.  They bring the snow and ice and gray gray gray right behind them, and that's a fate worse than any brought on by provisional ballots.

Next thing I know, Theresa Williams is writing about how happy she is "to see and feel the onset of winter."  Oh, please.  She says that she loves the "gray days and the long, dark nights." Helloooooo....?  I am reluctantly crinkling my eyes open in the morning and begging the merciful God who is neither Republican nor Democrat for the tiniest glint of sunlight through the morning clouds, and she is HAPPY?  It seems that she is productive in winter.  She does a lot of planning and preparation for future writing.  All right, liberal that I am, I am always willing to concede that there may be other valid viewpoints out there, and hers does seem to work for her.  She is an insightful and thoughtful writer and brings a great deal of important work to her journal.  However, is it really necessary to gloat about winter?  Isn't there enough gloating going on right about now?

Does winter think that it has some kind of MANDATE?

Now, seriously:  Aren't sunlight and color a better way to go? 

Walked 3 miles.