Not really sure if this is an editorial as there isn't anything political about it. More of a community thing instead, a commentary on important current events.
Residents of the Interior become used to seeing people posing in front of the big temperature signs all over town (out front of banks etc.) when it gets really cold.
This perverse habit of documenting our relative insanity gets about as tiresome as the longass winters - and so while driving around recently I duly noted the only truly monumental threshold that means anything in this neck of the woods.
We're all nuts...