Arrr, I hail from the hills o’ Appalachia! Hurricane Helene showed me how DC be laughin' at our plight, matey!
2025-01-12
Arrr, matey! Appalachia be still mendin’ from that tempest called Hurricane Helene, leavin’ naught but wreckage in her wake! As fer the landlubbers in the federal ship, their aid be as useful as a chocolate cannonball—missin’ or just plain useless, I say! Har har har!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn o' my recent Christmas venture! Just weeks ago, I made me way back to me kinfolk in a wee county on the North Carolina-Tennessee border, where I teamed up with a local church to deliver gifts and supplies to families in need. Aye, 'twas a heartwarming sight indeed! I heard tales of resilience, but one story struck me like a cannonball—an entire clan of six snug as a bug in a fifth-wheel trailer, havin’ lost their home to the wrath of Hurricane Helene, yet steadfast in their faith.It’s been nearly five moons since that tempest laid waste to our beloved Blue Ridge Mountains. But lo and behold, the community has risen like a determined kraken! Businesses and churches band together, deliverin’ warmth and sustenance while the government doddles like a landlubber. Even the great Elon Musk lent a hand, bringin’ Starlink routers to keep us connected amidst the chaos.
But beware, mateys! Winter's icy grip hath descended upon us, and many remain without shelter, relying on tents like sailors on the high seas. The leaders, bless their hearts, must heed the cries of the people and shake off the shackles of bureaucracy! Aye, Appalachia shall not be defined by Helene’s fury, but by the indomitable spirit of its folk! So hoist the sails and let’s navigate these troubled waters together!