Cold, cold, cold, Part II

Last week, I blogged briefly about how cold I am all the time now that I’ve (finally) substituted muscle for some of the post-baby weight that was insulating me.  I’m also cold because I keep my house at 65 or below.  That’s not because I’m green crazy — you know I’m not — but because heating is expensive.

For that reason, it’s all the more galling to read about Obama’s despicable, but entirely unsurprising (given that he is, in his own mind, the Messiah) hypocrisy.  What a grotesque personality he is proving to be (although that’s again unsurprising to me, since I saw it coming a long time ago and from far away).