Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O, I have ta'en
Too little care of this! Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,
And show the heavens more just.
January 22, 2016
Storm edition
OK, this is the 2016 Snowpocalypse edition. Of, if it's a really bad winter a Snopocalypse edition. I'm anticipating losing most things any time now so this'll be brief. I know I've used this King Lear quote more than one time before but it really fits now, with the WV legislature's currently leadership engaged in trying to beat down unions and poor people:
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