Those benign looking little hurricane dots on the map, are named Norbet and Odile they could just as well be named Obama and McCain. Those little map dots are having a good old time up there in the sky, dancing and whipping along. Those of us who live on the southern tip of the Baja Peninsula are waiting to see what those hurricanes are going to do, where they will land, who they will toss around. Should we put our hurricane protections into place? Should we stock up on bottled water, canned goods, drag out old towels to sop up rain water that will pound through the windows horizontally? This past week and it’s only been a week has been difficult watching and wondering if the hurricane is going to strike our town. Unlike the length of the political uncertainty that has dragged on for years.
What good can I find to write about hurricanes. Let’s see… They strike fear into those of us who have experienced them. Nope, that’s not good. We breathe a sigh of relief when the storm decides to move a little to the left or right, missing us. But, what about our neighbour who gets thrashed? Can’t feel good about that. Hurricanes tend to distract our days. That’s not necessarily bad. Focusing on weather has taken me away from negative thoughts about the economy. But, I don’t think replacing thoughts of one disaster trumps another.
Those little dots don’t have to mean impending doom but watching their path does play havoc with our lives.
As of tonight’s weather update there is a good possibility the strength of Norbet will downsize, like the economy, and Odile might fizzle out, like our pessimism will hopefully do in the near future. It’s a humbling experience, watching a force of nature. All we can do is hunker down and ride them out. Unless those dots are Obama and McCain, in which case you can vote. I can’t because I’m not a U.S. citizen but I would if I could. It will be good when all the storms have passed.




