"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door." The Statue of Liberty (P.S. Please be so kind as to enter through the proper channels and in an orderly fashion)

Location: Arlington, Virginia, United States

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Gored By Nature

Meanwhile, simultaneously (in Copenhagen):

And in DC and the Big Apple:

And still:

You can fool lots of people lots of the time, but you can't fool Mother Nature, who is goring the global warming humbugs like this, for all to see (if they use their eyes, and heads, as intended by her):

Have A Merry Christmas.