I'm not exactly poking my head up above smoking rubble to write this. Buildings were evacuated and airports closed briefly, but I missed it. My apartment shakes all the time from the traffic on the Brooklyn Queens Expressway right out the front window, so I didn't notice it.
For me, the quake was like some movies I've seen; I felt nothing and I was unmoved.
The religious crazies are already blaming the gays. Never mind that the epicenter was in the middle of pious back country Virginia. Well, someone had to shake up Washington.
New York survived the quake and now finds itself in the bull's eye of hurricane Irene this weekend, a much more serious threat.
The epicenter was in Eric Cantor's district. Draw your own conclusions.