Wednesday, August 28, 2019

And Now the Weathercasters Begin Preparations

If not already, then we are about to experience the dread  Explosion of the Weatherpersons As They Battle a Killing Hurricane.  For those unfamiliar with this ritual, here is my interpretation of it.

They go to their Hurricane/Tornado Closet and, depending on the amount of storm expected, pick out their most suitable custom-tailored rain gear and set it next to their ever-ready suitcase for immediate response to gentle/savage rains, puddles/streets that are now rivers! and don't forget the wellies in case of a flooded luxury hotel lobby.

Some - and this applies to men and women alike - call their hair and make-up people and put them on alert for a sudden departure to the storm area.   No, you fool!  Not to make them look good, but to make them look like they've crawled on all fours to be able to tell us how ghastly it all is!

I feel for the camera and sound men on a deal like this.  No audience has ever seen one and yet they are being a great deal more heroic than Our Weather Forecaster, who is artfully directed to turn into the worst of the gale.  The power tool guys (camera and sound) are a lot more likely to suffer injury.  Rain?  Electricity?  Do these mix easily in your mind?  Me either or why would so many people get electrocuted when someone throws a plugged-in radio or hair dryer into Milady's bath?  ZAAAP!

Hurricane Dorian - go elsewhere or better yet, just dismantle yourself over uncharted waters.  Make a weathercaster cry!


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