I'll put in perspective for you: I lived there for 15 years. I could have gone to Adams Morgan and Takoma Park and rounded up 25,000
local hairy-legged hippies to taxi back and forth to that garbage-fest, and it was such an epic fail they couldn't even import enough to match that number. Even the local malcontents didn't want to Metro down to swim in that sea of sweaty armpits.
"But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away, for his name is Obama."