One: people don't know how to do day-to-day stuff in the snow, like drive, or shop, or whatever. A college buddy once made the observation that people run to the store to buy milk before a storm. People that haven't bought milk in the past year choose the night before a storm to load up on calcium, it seems. I didn't witness that this time around, but a couple inches of snow throws everybody into a tailspin (some more literally than others).
I came in to work yesterday, partially to get more of a feel for how my car behaves in such conditions, and I learned a few things to avoid - how steep a hill is too steep to go down too fast before losing the ability to safely stop, and so on. As I drove in, I passed people going down the highway at an angle. I think they started to spin and had marginal control over their vehicle, but couldn't quite line up the nose of their car with the actual direction of movement. Reminds me of Asteroids now that I write it down.
Two: given that it doesn't snow much around here, I imagine that much of the infrastructure is built without accounting for the cold. For instance, many places place power lines underground. Not us, no sir! Right up in the air where rampaging trees can have their way with the lines. And by the way, if you just bought your year's supply of milk, aren't you glad there's a power outage?
So, yes. It's a winter wonderland here, and I only half mean that ironically. I'd be much happier if my home had electricity and heat, but it's absolutely gorgeous outside. And there's not much to do at work, so I could go home without consequence...
It occurs to me that I have become spoiled. There's a woodstove in the house that I haven't used in the entire time that I've lived there. I own candles. I have plenty of non-electronic forms of amusement and embetterment. (It is too a word. Well, it should be.) There's no reason for me to be hostage to electricity.