"Well, if the State Police tell everybody to stay home," I said, "I guess we'll think about canceling it; but otherwise, it's just snow."
Back when we lived near Cincinnati, a columnist for the Enquirer liked to point out that whenever even a few snowflakes started to fall, the whole city would go crazy. Everybody rushed to the stores to stock up on the Four Essentials of Cincy life: bread, milk, toilet paper, and beer.
Hey, it's winter. It's supposed to snow now and then. Besides, it annoys the Global Warming alarmists, and that's worth all the inconvenience, right?