For the last several days meteorologists had been warning us how rough the weather would be on Sunday afternoon. Severe thunderstorms, they screamed. Large, damaging hail, they cried. Tornadoes, they shouted. Large locusts carrying off our children, they wailed. Killer asteroids wiping out all life on Earth, they yelled. Stock up on bodybags now, they urged.
By Sunday morning they were foaming at their mouths as each tried to paint a more terrifying forecast than the other. The consensus was that a strong cold front and high humidity would trigger severe weather with F7 tornadoes scouring the landscape clean of all signs of civilization. Doom was imminent. Forget al Qaeda, it's Mother Nature that's about to kill us all.
So what happened? Nothing. Not a drop of rain, not a bolt of lightning, and not a gust of wind.
So did the weather forecasters apologize for spreading doom & gloom? No, of course not! Instead they came out with some scientific sounding excuse about "a cap of warm air aloft" that kept the atmosphere stable as the cold front came through.
Monday, May 12, 2003
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