Predicting the weather has been one of the eternal quests of Man.
Woolier wooly worms, fatter or thinner acorns, furrier game or late-hibernating bears give a fuzzy big-picture of Mother Nature’s myriad ways of killing us: those satellites and studies of ocean currents have brought the science to wonderfully useful new levels.
Until recently. *something* happened to the satellite over the Pacific a coupla few years ago and things got …fuzzier. Less predictable has become the new normal.
Also, most “weather nooz consumers” are urbanites, whom the weather does not effect much at all — that they’re aware of. “OMGOMG – a difficult commute!” yeahokay.
Nevertheless, the “nooz weather” has become increasingly …dramatic. Gushingly, tremor-voiced, “everybody panic now!!!!” dramatic.
Currently, CA is experiencing a series of storms. Like we usually have [in a good year] in mid-late November. The phrases we are accustomed to hearing went like this: “Series of storms” “much needed rain on the way” “The storm door is open.” “Pineapple Express” [tropical moisture]
This week? Some weather/nooz dork actually said “This will be Our Katrina” “!!!!1111!!!!!!1!”
But the thing that concerns me is the normally — nominally — science-based, doing the best we can to be accurate NWS is predicting “Flash Flood” Hazard warnings — on 0.69″ of rain?!?
It’s November. In this climate where we get no rain from May – October, the creeks are empty. We’ve had tow little storms this year: the land is moist — just dampened enough to be ready to accept perfectly normal levels of rain.
It’s windy in the Valley. Duh
It rains a lot in the Santa Cruz mountains – which are unstable – so there are mudslides. Duh
The Corte Madera part of the freeway is flooded. Duh
None of those things have changed in 50 years. Yet this year — not a particularly wet one — everyone is crying *panikkk*run in circles*
Normally I’d ignore this as the ratings-grabbing silliness it is, but it’s having an effect on those people who stand next to you in the market and drive next to you on the freeway: yanno – morons. They’re acting even more like driving in the rain is treacherous, hazardous, dangerous, life-threatening. Usually that moron-panikk is confined to the first rain, where they drive 40 in the fast lane, stop dead in the middle of puddles, swerve to avoid reflections in the wet road. Now they’ve been stampeded by the weather-nooz and they’re even panikk-driving in town.
What’re these idiots — and the herds of panikk-driven morons — gonna do if/when we get a *real* storm?
Who’s benefitting from panicking the herds?
Mother Nature she laffs – Ha! Ha!
My hubris in this post was rewarded by a puddle in the laundry room where there has never been one before…