Storms

The prospect of another weekend of terrible storms freaks me out a bit---only a little because we're not in the path this time. Still, I'm having some anxiety. A lot of it has to do with the fact that my early years were spent in Kansas City, MO, and one of my earliest memories is of hiding in a basement from a tornado. And not too long after that we moved to Houston which is susceptible to hurricanes. I remember hurricane Alicia rattling the windows of my parents' house so hard I was sure they'd break. (We didn't actually have a room without windows in that house. If they had broken we'd have been cut up badly.) In the end, we weathered it just fine, but the memories stick. Storms of various types (and T-Rex attacks) have heavily featured in my nightmares my whole life for reasons I won't go into. Which is why it's so silly for me to take so long to figure out why I couldn't get work done last weekend due to obsessively checking Harvey's progress through Texas. Storms scare the shit out of me.

And here we are, facing not just one but three storms making landfall (in Irma's case AGAIN) this weekend. It terrifies me that we've had two "storms of the century" this year already. It worries me that Climate Change is still being bandied about as if it were a fiction. (If you've doubts check this: climate.nasa.gov/evidence/) The longer we ignore situation, the worse this is going to get, bats and ghouls. And yet, I know certain sectors of the American population won't change their minds until they're directly impacted and that impact needs to be financially when it comes to business-minded folks.

My thoughts are with those enduring these terrible storms, fires, and earthquakes. My hope is that the impact is minimal upon you and yours. However, I can't help but hope that once Irma lands that it is enough proof via financial cost to foment change. (I understand that Trump has several properties being affected.) All in all, we can't afford to debate any longer. We must act.