[Enter, if you dare, the mind of a Beltway Commuter as they look out their office window...]
"What?!? What is going on here?!? There's this... stuff... I don't know, it's like, like that other scary stuff that falls from the sky, that gets me wet and makes me drive five miles an hour on the freeway and slide into other cars anyway.... but this... this is... frozen!!! My God! It's white... frozen stuff!!! And it's falling from the sky!!! I have to drive home right now!
Good thing I have my ChevroFord ExpidientRammer SUV! Why, I'll be able to drive right home just like nothing is wrong. Hey, I'll even be able to speed a little bit. The salesman said that 'four-double-yoo-dee" button on my dash meant I could go anywhere I wanted!
At least until I get on the highway. Then I'll be sure to drive 5 mph again. All that salt might scratch the paint!"
Yep, it's snowing outside. As the lemmings confront a sky that actually is falling on them, our commute will extend from its normal 35 minutes to perhaps 2-3 hours. We'll let you know how many "dead-bug" SUVs we see upside-down on the median as we head home.