My wife and I are just finishing up packing and are moving from the decaying ruins of once beautiful New York, which is crumbling under decades of neo Marxist social policies, for the greener pastures of South Carolina.

Looks like we’re leaving not a moment too soon.

I won’t miss NYC. It’s hardly as cultured as people try to tell you, no one reads anything that isn’t prominently displayed in Barnes and Noble and I’m tired of being the only person in a five mile radius who will call the police when some drunk is beating the hell out of his old lady in front of my house. That happens every Friday night.

The computer will be on a truck in a few hours, so Red Alerts will return around Wednesday or Thursday. Fell free to look around at some of my old posts, like this one, which will seem especially timely now. I’m good like that.

As for New York, I’ll let my buddy Mary show you how I feel: