We're supposed to have massive "worst storms in decades" storms tonight. Facebook said so, so it must be true. Do I sound like an asshole if I say "Ugh, whatever."? Because that's how I feel in response to the hysteria of the local meteorological media. Yeah, I get that there have been a lot of bad storms out there lately, but a tornado isn't like a wolf stalking your sheep - it's not OUT THERE, lurking, waiting for you to turn your back so it can pounce - it's not a guarantee. Just because one town was destroyed a few days ago doesn't mean that bastard twister is hanging out somewhere over Paducah right now plotting its vengeance on Louisville. But these guys, the ones on TV and the ones armchair forecasting on Facebook, they're getting hard thinking about rotation. They want to be the ones who told you to go to your basement just in the knick of time, or (if you don't have a basement) suggested the bathtub or hall closet; they want to hear how their words saved your life and the life of your darling baby 13 year old pug named Eunice.
I admit it, I ignore sirens. Almost all the time. If I'm awake when they go off and I hear them, I'll go outside and watch the sky, but I don't head for shelter. If we ever do have a massive tornado barrel through southwest Louisville, I'll probably be among the initial wave of missing - I sleep with earplugs and I'm not subscribed to a warning-text service and I don't have a weather radio. Of course I'd go to the basement if I was sitting on the front porch and saw the twister headed my way - but short of that, there's a good chance I wouldn't know what was coming or what hit me and I'd probably be in some real trouble.
I can't be too scared of it. I'm scared I'm going to give myself cancer or destroy my body with inactivity, but I can't worry about tornadoes. I can't do a thing about those. I likely can't outrun it if faced with one. Why make myself crazy over something I absolutely have no power over?
See? I can be so logical sometimes. Or maybe I'm not being logical. Am I?
They said the storms would start about six. I can see some blue in the sky still. Radar shows a line of crap that just went through St. Louis, but it looks choppy and slow-moving. Eh. I ain't worried.
Edit: But I just found a weather blog. And maybe I'll make sure I know where flashlights are before I go to bed tonight. And maybe I'll stay up a little later than normal and watch some extra TV. And maybe I'll check the radar a few more times before I go to sleep. Hmm...