“Can’t happen here, can’t happen here. All that fear they’re telling you, it can’t happen here” – Ritchie Blackmore’s Rainbow
Once again, nature proves that, no matter what, she’s the boss. As I sat in my house Sunday morning looking out my window at the wind gusts and flooding rains that were Tropical Storm (formerly Hurricane) Irene, I considered my family fortunate to still have electricity, and not have a yard with a giant tree that had toppled across it.
As a weather event, there is no finesse to a hurricane. She is pure power.
As an armchair witness to Irene making rain fall history, I’m having a surge of respect for people in the states of Florida and the Carolinas who deal with big time storms on a regular basis.
The only reason I left my house on Sunday was to plug in a lead cord for my next door neighbor to run his sump pump. He had lost power, and wanted to get the two inches of water out of his flooded basement.
Why do people venture outside during a hurricane? A tree can fall and crush you. Such events occurred on more than one occasion in Virginia over the weekend.
Why would you drive your car during a hurricane? If you’re not driving an emergency vehicle, chances are you would not know how to avoid a flooded road that could sweep you away to your end.
Why taunt the power of a girl named Irene? You put yourself in harm’s way without reason. The highways are shutting down, and the malls are closed. You have no reason to go out, really. Reacquaint yourself with the definition of the word emergency.
As an advocate of the Old School, I’m of the type who thinks if you mess with a hurricane and what she brings, it’s an act that borders on foolishness.
My dog is a great indicator of bad weather. Not the biggest fan of thunderstorms to begin with, you know if he doesn’t want to go on his “bathroom run” that something sinister is in the air. Dogs are good for this.
New York City was practically shut down by Irene. While residents of this state can be prone to hyperbole and the “worst case” scenario, they had it right by regarding Irene as the monster she had the potential to be.
As a resident of upstate New York, I have only seen the remnants of tropical storms in the past. This storm was an entirely different animal.
There are many that think that the coverage of Irene was overblown, and too excessive in the monies spent to protect. With the exception of writers like Davina Brewer, who wrote about it here, I’ve been reading nothing but bad reviews of the weekend’s hurricane preparation.
For those that think this event was “over hyped”, feel free to witness the aftermath of Irene here in upstate New York: devastating flooding, with waters rising and rivers cresting. Roads and entire towns were pretty much wiped out.
In my neck of the woods, they are many, many people suffering from loss of property.
In the right circumstance, fear and over preparation is a very positive thing.
Good riddance, Irene, and let all your sisters and cousins know that they are not welcome in this part of the world anymore.