Several decades back, while I was living with my parents in Moorhead, Minnesota, a radio announcer read the day’s weather forecast.
Nothing unusual about that. The forecast was another matter. As I recall, the National Weather Service was telling us to expect severe thunderstorms, hail, torrential rains, mighty winds and an occasional tornado.
After finishing the official forecast, the announcer paused before rhetorically asking “what? No burning hail?” Or maybe it was “fiery hail.” Something like that.
Which raises an interesting, if hypothetical, question. If Egypt’s climate was like Minnesota’s, back when Moses couldn’t talk his way out of a diplomatic mission, what would it have taken to get Pharaoh’s attention?
Interesting to me, that is. Your experience may vary.
So far, we’ve had sincerely overcast skies, a severe thunderstorm warning southeast of Sauk Centre; and assurance that the excitement isn’t over.
And now, a few minutes later, the severe thunderstorm warning is south of us. Or maybe it’s a new warning.
Either way, I’m not surprised that yesterday’s forecast and today’s weather don’t match.
This is the Upper Midwest. I grew up in this part of the world, which may explain why I think weather in San Francisco is boring. Beautiful city, though, and that’s another topic.
Now the sun is shining on the corner of South Ash and 9th Street. And folks between Detroit Lakes and Moorhead had a tornado warning.
Minnesota’s weather is not boring. Occasionally lethal, but not boring.
- “One dead as tornadoes, severe weather hit central Minnesota”
Jeremiah Jacobsen, KARE 11 (July 8, 2020)
Which is why I’ve been paying more attention to local and regional weather updates.
Maybe it’s the sudden and temporary sunshine, but I’m even almost upbeat about the COVID-19 pandemic. Folks here in Minnesota aren’t dying of the disease nearly as fast as we were a month or two ago.
But, like all things in this world, that’ll probably change.
Like the sunshine. Which is now fading. Probably because there’s another thunderstorm heading our way. Judging from NWS radar, it’ll probably go north of Sauk Centre.
Which is why I still wear a face mask when I’ll be near folks who aren’t in this household.
The idea isn’t protecting myself from the SARS-CoV-2 virus. And I’m not making a political statement.
Mainly about the COVID-19 pandemic, politics: and pandemic politics.
As far as I know, nobody’s actually said “and we’re all gonna die.” Which is, arguably, good news.
The politics thing is pretty much inevitable. There’s a presidential election on, so sound and fury is the order of the day.
Ignoring the flying factional fewmets might be possible. But ignoring the looming election entirely isn’t an option.
Participating in public life is part of being Catholic. In today’s America, that includes voting. And thinking. (Catechism of the Catholic Church (1997), 1915, 2240; “Forming Consciences for Faithful Citizenship,” USCCB)
That’s why I’ve requested a mail-in voting form. On the whole, I’d enjoy going to the usual polling place. But, like I said before, there’s a pandemic in progress.
I’ve talked about this before: