OK, OK, BY NOW EVEN REPUBLICANS recognize that this ain't right. Or at least that this ain't normal. Since when did Philadelphia come to the end of February wth an Atlanta winter? Last year. Year before that. Year before that. Year before that. Have you noticed, we're getting used to these balmy months of January and February. Not to mention November and December.

March? March always sucks. Always too much one season when you want the other. Cold spring, warm winter, brilliant sunshine, gray days, mud, rain, wind, glory. March is dependably March. But winter used to be dependably winter. Winter used to make us who we are! Northern people. Proud, fearless, resolute.

Now we listen to weather forcasts and get upset by the newest lame ass description by TV meteorologists of a normal day in February containing a "wintry mix." OOOOOooooooo, wintry mix, wintry mix! Alert the media! Close the schools! SHEESH!

Winter in Philadelphia used to be like rain in Ireland. It was part of our lives. It was family. But now we treat winter like an unexpected visitor

And how quickly did we get used to that?