Talking about diversity, in the wake of our historic snowstorm, I have spoken with Africans, Canadians, Mexicans, and Eastern Europeans living in the area.
Africans are understandably traumatized and feel frozen to their souls.
Canadians are complaining that their winter coats are making them too hot.
Mexicans are sad. But they always are. It’s a culture of people who looked into the abyss and will never forget it.
Eastern Europeans are joyful. Finally! A normal winter! It’s beautiful! Let’s eat! Got any new recipes? Which is the response to any life occurrence, of course.
The locals are hiding, so I don’t know how they feel.