I AM concerned, because my parents’ house is right on the coast. They are not in it; in fact, they may be stuck in Chicago anyway because of health struggles. But because of that, it just feels like the Convergence of Doom.
On the other hand, I look forward to the political theater and symbolism of a hurricane hitting the Republican Convention. Now if only the tropics could cook one up for Charlotte.
Ack! Do we really need more political fal-de-rol? If a hurricane somehow gets Republicans killed….should D’s do, what, gloat? And if they do? ‘Yay, the other guys died! Woo Hoo!’ Why would I vote for someone who thought that?
Oh, where are the computers that will throw all these crazy monkeys out of power….
MT, people survive hurricanes all the time. When was the last time someone survived a near-strike from a massive asteroid? Let’s not take chances. (And I’m only a few dozen miles up the road from the one.)
TT, you have to be super-careful about making comparisons. I recently suggested that Romney has the spine of a wet noodle . . . and was taken to task for defaming wet noodles everywhere. (I apologized for my insensitivity.)