Sandy Is Coming To Town

Blow winds and crack your cheeks ! Rage, blow !
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drenched our steeples, drowned the cocks !
You sulphurous and though-executing fires,
Vaunt-couriers of oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
Singe my white head ! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
Strike flat the thick rotundity o'the world,
Crack nature's moulds.


Shakespeare
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Hello Ernie
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According to the latest predictions the full force, thought-executing and oak-cleaving fury of Sandy should be arriving exactly on my back porch some time around Tuesday morning. I've put out some milk and cookies for her, just in case.


Wait a minute. You think I am not taking this matter seriously? I've been through hurricanes before and I know how destructive they can be. If my power goes out no one will hear from me for quite a while. A hurricane is one of those events that present Nature at its most violent. It's very interesting until it's your house that gets blown apart. But it's also one of Nature's cleansing mechanisms. After the storm is over the cleaning up and repair work begins. In many cases, a new beginning.


We live in a world of natural disasters. And every time one occurs it is treated as if it was the worst thing that ever happened. The weather reports tend to scare people and folks get busy preparing for it, if they're smart. But how many people actually get mentally prepared?


The first thing is to accept the fact that whatever it is will be big and difficult and cause a lot of trouble.. Over prepare for it. The next step is to not allow yourself to fear. The worst thing you can do is to go into a panic. Be sensible, rational, prepare properly then get out of the way as best you can and stay there. Get out of town if you can, get into the basement or the attic or wherever you have to go. Prepare yourself with some good positive thoughts. Make plans for what you are going to do when it's over. Adjust. It isn't Judgement Day. The world is not ending. It's just another nasty storm. And when it is over be grateful for what you still have left. You're not alone. The night owl knows.


DB - The Vagabond
Never give up.
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