And rest assured, there will be a storm -- even if the Hurricane That Ate New York happens to fizzle out tomorrow somewhere in the forlorn Atlantic before reaching those anxious shores.
One tends to presume that the civil authorities are on firm ground when, as happened in New Jersey, the governor orders the mass evacuation of hundreds of thousands of people in the seashore towns along half of the coastline. Or when the governor of New York and the mayor of New York City put into effect the shutdown of a vast mass-transit system and the evacuation of areas of a great metropolis.
But that hurricane had better arrive tomorrow as predicted, is all I'm saying. If this turns out to be another instance of hurricane hysteria, it will have been on a scale of civil ineptitude not seen since, well, since Katrina in 2005. The result will be a storm of a different nature, a Category 5 shit-storm of biblical proportions.
If that hurricane fizzles, the New York mayor shall forever be known as "Cyclone Mike," New York Governor Cuomo will be "Hurricane Andrew," and the New Jersey governor shall be known as "'Thar She Blows' Christie."
Of course, that couldn't happen. The hurricane threat is real and imminent.
Right? I'm looking at the Weather Channel and all I'm seeing is some rain here and there, with reporters acting like the end is near.