Monthly Archives: August 2017

This Time

So Harvey the hurricane reached Category 4 status last night and slammed into the little town of Rockport, Texas, about 150 miles from here. We’ve been taking on a lot of rain. The wind gusted a good bit, but probably nothing above 40 miles per hour. The power went out around 5 a.m., but came back on by 9. We have a propane generator ready to go, and I figured we could weather even several days of this storm.

Then the National Weather Service threw us a curve ball. They run a river-level prediction center, which had showed the Brazos wasn’t going to rise much throughout this hurricane episode. I reasoned that was because most of the water was falling downstream from us. I was wrong, the NWS just never got around to making a prediction until last night. This morning, they upped that prediction.

Now they say the Brazos will hit 55 feet in depth. That’s even more than last year’s near-catastrophe of 54.8 inches, which we survived intact, but which dumped as much as 7 feet of water into some of our neighbors’ homes.

We thought about escaping to the farm. However, Harvey has moved inland to the point that it’s actually dumping more rain at the farm than it is here. And to reach our farmhouse, you have to drive over a usually dry creek that becomes a raging beast under heavy rainfall. And as it is predicted to rain 25 inches or so over the farm in the next three days, I doubt we could get over that creek.

So the current plan is for my wife and kids to take two of our cars, this evening, and go stay with her sister a few miles away from the river. I will stay here in what I hope will be an uneventful three or four days. However, it is for sure that river water will breach a couple of my neighbors’ properties and flood the street out front to probably 4.5 feet, with a stiff current. I am hoping for continuing electricity and continued working porcelain conveniences. My job will be to mitigate any damage that may occur.

Nobody gets it like they want it to be, even during disasters.

Posted in Be Afraid, Nature, Nobody Gets It Like They Want It To Be

Turn Out The Lights, The Party’s Over

The violence and hatred spawned by white supremacists in Charlottesville, Virginia, last weekend received and deserved nearly universal condemnation this week. Except in the White House, where Donald Trump and other close associates took off their sheets and unmasked themselves for the fearful racists many of us suspected they were all along.

Here is a man who denounces American war heroes and handicapped journalists at the drop of a hat, but can’t bring himself to renounce the Ku Klux Klan or Nazi sympathizers. For all practical purposes, the Trump presidency has ended. The only question left is how to remove this cancer on American democracy quickly and effectively in order to minimize the damage he is doing to our country every day. Vice President Mike Pence, who also can’t make himself criticize the American Nazi movement, has to go, too.

The only thing I’d really like to hear (or read from Donald Trump’s Twitter feed) is that he is stepping down from the presidency to devote more time to his family.

Posted in Be Afraid, Government, Politics