Ok. I admit it.
I should've posted something after my last blog and the picture of the "cone of death". Less than 12 hours after that post, Miami was almost completely out of the cone.
Despite the fact that the cone was seemingly pointed directly at CF, anyone who has had to "keep an eye" on hurricanes know that almost no hurricanes follow a specific path for 5 days in a row.
Believe it or not, there is some humor in hurricanes...well, pretty much just in the reporting of hurricanes. The alliterations and constant warnings to "be alert", "be vigil", "stay with us", "track the tropics", or to "keep an eye on Ike" get a bit redundant.
The reporters, however, are the most entertaining. Granted, some of these guys risk their lives (should they?) to bring us as one station called it today, "Day of Destruction: LIVE".
I watched as Anderson Cooper was in New Orleans two weeks ago with Gustav. He stood it what seemed to be decent conditions and made a statement that "no one is out on the streets here. It's all quiet. Everyone here is gone or inside." Literally, 10 seconds later, a family of five walked behind him playing in the puddles and playing "human airplanes" with arms stretched out like wings.
Riveting coverage.
Then Rosh, a local anchor here in Miami, was at a beach in Ft Lauderdale while the surf was going off during Gustav. As he watched surfers in the surf, he made the comment, "I don't understand why these people would be out here in these conditions." Really, surfers out in big surf? It is perplexing.
In spite of all the entertainment, Miami was spared again. Praise God !
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