March 1, 1984

People are tripping over themselves in a mad dash to pat February on the back. Editors of daily newspapers have called February 1984 “very, very good.” Others have praised its shiny days and comfortable nights. Everywhere people are raising their voices in praise of this blessed month.
Bah! Sure we haven’t had a blizzard this month. Granted, it was pleasant to have 50-degree-plus temperatures on more than twenty of February’s days. Certainly it was nice to let the snowshovel collect dust on the back porch.
But let’s not get carried away folks. Remember last February? Remember the February before that? And the one before that?
To run around praising this nasty month for simply easing the siege is like smiling at the bully when, for only a moment, he stops kicking you in the head. This “very, very good” month will be back next year as surly as ever. And it won’t matter a bit that we said kind things about it this year.
So, while you still have a chance before March blows you away, say something derogatory about February. It deserves it….~T.Stucky