(No regular Sunday Morning News Wrap —explanation to follow.)
This past Saturday night/early Sunday morning in Northeast Oklahoma, a storm — it was God’s own wrath, I’m hoping, warning our State Superintendent of Public Instruction and Governor to just knock it the fuck off — came through Tulsa with 100 mph winds, dumping rain, frogs, and hail on the city.
I’m joking. There was no hail.
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Friedman of the Plains to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.