I'd be lying if I said that after only one year I'd fully reacclimated to the Phoenix summertime heat, because I haven't. It's damn hot out there.
It doesn't help that it's currently about ten degrees F hotter than it was a year ago on this date. Or the year before that. Or the year before that. Or pretty much any time as far back in my lifetime as I want to go.
If I didn't know better, I'd swear that Mother Earth was tired of our shit and is running a fever, hoping to rid herself of the human virus…
I have heard tell Mr. Trump is the rash, a symbol of sickness of the country. The feverish illness of the USA is seen in him.