Apparently, the entire state of New York has only seven snow plows.

[That was ironic hyperbole to advance a wry observation; I have no idea how many plows New York has, I just know that none are clearing the Interstate.  Yes, I have been reduced to explaining my quips.]

Also, I have now seen two different drivers tooling along the storm-ravaged roads while taking a self-portrait with their phones. When, exactly, did we become a nation of puzzlewits?  And I mean that with all Christian love.