Normally bustling Miami Beach has a pre-apocalyptic feel to it in the drone footage of an area waiting for Irma to make landfall.
With snow predictions wildly varying from less than a foot to more than two feet, the Northeast plays a waiting game as panicked food shopping yields the photo below.
Really, is there anything more New England prior to a snowstorm than a packed Market Basket in Chelsea (MA). And then there’s this one guy who really knows his storm shit with an armful of Hostess snack cakes.
If I had to choose one person with whom I’d like to ride out a civilization-ending snow event, I’m pretty sure it would be Little Debbie.
Labor Day weekend is almost here.
And with it comes the annual complaints about how short the summer was, how people are not ready for winter, how they really should move someplace warmer.
I don’t want to knock all of you who hate autumn and winter. I get it.
But some of us enjoy the change of the seasons and could not imagine making a decision on where to live based solely on the weather.
Parts of Chicago winters can be brutal, to be sure. But so many other things outweigh the bad parts. And, frankly, sometimes the incessant complaining about the cold is more annoying than the cold weather itself.
The Smell of Autumn
The smell of autumn on the breeze,
make’s me feel so serene.
Colored leaves floating down,
lay a blanket of beauty on the ground.
When the sun rises up,
splaying out its radiate light,
touching dew covered leaves.
Red, gold and green,
A faucet of tranquil reflection,
Creating a scene to be seen.
Wrapping the heart with grateful intent,
Relaxing the mind from all life’s extremes,
Leaving behind all the stress and bad dreams.
Blocking the toxic seeping of noise,
There is only me and the trees,
and the smell of autumn on the breeze.
‘It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet…. As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye… ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. “~Washington Irving, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow”
Heads up Boston, New York, Washington, San Francisco, San Diego, Miami and others. Behold your future. Good thing y’all are in blue states and might still be able to do something about all of this before it’s too late. Maybe.
Charleston, you just might be getting what a majority of your state’s voters deserve:
You may have heard that the world could be in for 20 feet of sea level rise even if it meets its climate goal of keeping warming below 2°C. And if you haven’t heard, feel free to get caught up over here. We’ll wait.
That rise would vastly reshape coastlines around the world and endanger millions unless efforts are made to both reduce greenhouse gas emissions and adapt to the changes already in the pipeline. Specifically, 444,000 square miles of land that’s home to more than 375 million people today will be swallowed up by the oceans.
But saying that (and showing maps and figures) only conveys a fraction of the change society could be in for. To really understand what climate change could mean for coastal areas, photos really do the trick.
Of course, even if sea levels do rise this much, these photos presume that entities public and private will do nothing to mitigate the damage in the areas shown.
Although the Back Bay and Harvard (seen below) are going to look very different raised up on stilts.
For images two and three, below, use your mouse or touchpad to move the right-left slider to the before and after shots.
More interactive images at the link below.
The after images were created by visual artist Nickolay Lamm using sea level rise mapping data developed by Climate Central
Now comes this from The Blaze:
After a tornado ripped through Van, Texas, … killing a husband and his wife, neighbors of the deceased reportedly discovered something in the rubble that is bringing family and friends some comfort.
A Bible was found in the wreckage near the home of David and Brenda Tapley — the sole casualties of the tornado, according to the Van Texas Tornado Recovery Facebook page.
That Bible, which belonged to the Tapleys, was open to page 1,500, which includes James 1:2-6, verses that address how to handle life’s sometimes difficult struggles.
It reads, “My brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of any kind, consider it nothing but joy, because you know that the testing of your faith produces endurance; and let endurance have its full effect, so that you may be mature and complete, lacking in nothing.”
The verses have reportedly brought comfort to the family, with AOL reporting that David Tapley’s sister wrote, “Thank you Jesus for your message,” in a Facebook post published following the couple’s death.
The Tapeleys, longtime members of the Van United Methodist Church, were praised by fellow parishioners who said that the compassionate and caring couple will be greatly missed.
Don’t take this as a indicative of my feelings about the death of what sounded like a sweet old couple. What about the many people who weren’t killed? God just loves them more? Or God kills off innocent old people to prove some point?
I wonder what they all would have said if they found a copy of Tits & Ass magazine open to the centerfold.
“Look, everyone! It’s a sign from God! We must all of us get boob jobs and butt implants!”