The Weatherman, Oops, The Boy Who Cried Wolf
I don’t know if it is the same everywhere else but here where I live we go through what my husband and I called “The Sky is Falling” mentality every time the weather looks like it might kick up. We all know that it is the job and responsibility of the meteorologist/weather person to keep us updated and when necessary to warn us when bad weather is on its way. What I don’t understand is why this has become a time when we have wall to wall coverage for hours on end just to tell us that bad weather is coming and that we may all die.
These long drawn out weather broadcast are also dotted with some of the dumbest statements that any human being can make. Yesterday was a prime example of what I’m talking about. Turning on the news to find out what might have happened in our fair city yesterday, we had a good reason for wanting to know about one thing in particular which I might address at another time, all we got was loads and loads of the sky is falling crap while nothing in our city seemed to be noteworthy from the day. That is, that’s all we got was gloom and doom. There was a major storm front moving across Arkansas and all we heard about was heavy rain, hail, straight line winds, and possible tornados. This went on for over two hours. This was on every local channels so no news for us.
All this weather hell and damnation was accompanied with ridiculous little statements delivered as if they were pearls of wisdom. One in particular damn near made me roll off the couch laughing. It went something like this,
“You need to go to a safe room in your home on the lowest floor. If your house has only one story then that is the lowest floor so go there.”
Now as for that storm rampaging across Arkansas heading toward the Mississippi River and just beyond that the lovely city of Memphis. It’s true that Arkansas did suffer a good deal of flooding and there was possibly a tornado that did touch down somewhere west of us but most of this was well outside of our local stations coverage I believe. For those dear people who did suffer the damage and loss my heart and prayers go out to them. I seriously doubt however that while they were going through the nightmare the weather was visiting on them they were sitting in front of the TV watching any wall to wall coverage of the “Sky Is Falling” gloom and doom that any network was spilling out over the airwaves. Obviously they were too busy doing what they needed to do to protect themselves and their families.
Back to the oncoming devastation that was headed our way. After hours of this massive amount of weather bombardment this storm from hell gets close to the Mississippi River and it totally fizzled out and we ended up getting maybe four or five tiny little raindrops. No joke. Just so you know this isn’t uncommon around here. Don’t get me wrong we can and have been hit by some major storms, Hurricane Elvis comes to mind, and we can get our butts kicked. This past year however most storms predicted to kick our butts have managed to split and go north and south of us leaving us high and dry.
So what’s the point to all this? Well it’s gotten to where most of us around here no longer pay any attention to them. I have a weather app on my phone and I watch the radar on that more than anything. Hey there is a great big red and orange blob on the radar so make plans accordingly. Of course I check this pretty often to see just exactly where it might go and sometimes I’m actually disappointed at the splitting and it taking those north and south or east and west splits. Hey we need the rain just like anyone else. However the weather people are people I no longer take seriously.
I think most of us need to know what is going on and I know that the only way some people have to keep up with the weather is through their TV’s but come on people use some common sense. Give people regular updates and move on. Stop this nonstop play by play sports like narrations and move on. By the way if I have to hear about that damn polygon or the phrase ‘when thunder roars go indoors’ one more time I might scream. That last one I often ignore and I probably shouldn’t. Ever been hit by lightning? I have. Let me tell you, it’s truly an electrifying experience. Yes there was a witness to it. It took us days to find my shoes.