Opus 2017-286: Harvey the Invisible

I am living in the shadow of fear.  I am in the area that Hurricane Harvey is supposed to terrorize.  My fear is not of the storm but of my wife’s fear.  What will she panic about next.  She listens to the weather “people” who work for the sources of fake news and wants to believe that they are serious about the weather.  Her mistake.  They are only serious about ratings.  If they don’t hype, you take a nap.

I understand that Hurricane Harvey is real.  Remember the original Harvey was in invisible rabbit.  I accept that it is doing damage big time and it is not over yet.  It might even do more to my area that throw a little extra rain.  The people living between the coast and the I-35 corridor have my sympathy.  The odds are they are trying to raise their families and pay their bills in a state that offers more liberty than most.  Those who keep rebuilding on the beach, not so much.  It is kind of like playing in the middle of a road in farm country.  You can get away with it for a long time but eventually a combine will drive down that road and you need to evacuate and your Lego castle may get smashed.

My wife knew that we were going to be out of power and blown away starting any time Friday.  It is now almost dawn on Saturday and the most recent forecast, from the National Weather Service radio station, is a bit of extra rain and some gusty wind.  Watch out for flash floods.  Stay off the streets.  Enjoy the cool weather.  Actually that last was my addition.  I didn’t even have the pleasure of waking up to the sound of rain on my metal roof.  The category 4 has been reduced to a 2.  That is still enough to do damage.  The path of the storm could come right over my house.  Trump might not tweet today.  I might forget my medication.

We will deal with it.  It is still better than living in a state run by the looney left and guided by Governor Moonbeam.

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