[description: a nude man stands shivering beneath a grey sky; and celebrates the shining sun]
Will he see his shadow?
Will he see his shadow?
Groundhog Day is such a ridiculous holiday. As if a groundhog could predict the weather six weeks in advance; highly trained meteorologists can't even reliably tell you if it's going to rain this weekend! Especially the way the weather's been lately - mild '70s in January, snowfall in April, and both in the course of a single week! What it's like today doesn't tell you jack about what it will be like tomorrow, forget six weeks from now!
And isn't it backwards, anyway? Presumably, a groundhog would see its shadow if the sun were shining, yet that means that spring is still a long way off? And if there's no sunshine to create shadows, wouldn't the groundhog prefer to huddle up for warmth in his burrow and wait the winter out? Sounds like silly superstition to me. I, for one, know that when the sun comes out, I'm more likely to wanna follow suit (preferably in my birthday suit).
