Sunday, August 26, 2012

"As The Hurricane Draws Ever Near...."


 

“As The Hurricane Draws Ever Near, A Time To Hope And Pray, A Time To ‘Watch And Wait’…Always To Wait”

 

 

08/26/12

 

 

To my very, very special friends, and wonderfully loyal readers, a ‘special storm update’, what there is of it.

 

 

How much difference can a day, or two, or three make, when considering the uncertain, and potential destructive, and/or deadly progress of an hurricane?

 

As precious hours pass, those of us who may be most affected feel the most helpless before the impact of a major storm.

 

Think, for a moment, of the hurricane as a pinball, and the entire Gulf Coast, from Galveston, Texas, through the states of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, and…Florida as mere distant lights at the rear of a pinball machine; once launched (with NO use of the side ‘flippers’ to bear-upon direction), the hurricane takes on a life of its own, and describes a unique swath of destruction.

 

Only the legion of interactive variables such as water temperature, depth, times of high and low tide, wind direction, and…time influence the course, and strength of an hurricane, and how ultimately strong, persistent, or deadly it will be, or become.

 

Some time ago, I happened to read that—despite all the improvements and inventions designed to help more accurately predict the weather—beyond about seventy-two hours, or, three days (inclusive!), the prediction of weather becomes ineffective, and thus remains—for the most part—a complete, guessing game.

 

For a five to ten-day forecast of the present hurricane, one might as well tape-up a map of the Gulf of Mexico, and then throw darts at it.

 

Of course, with the marvel of computers, and computer-generated images, satellite maps, historical compilation, and use of ‘fly-though’ aircraft that yield valuable information about the storm, still, the projected path of a storm, and where it will make landfall, is still a matter known only to God.

 

No one knows—for example—quite why the confluence of weather datum fails to predict how intense and powerful a hurricane may become; one good indicator is an observed drop in barometric pressure within, and around the storm.  The lower the barometric pressure becomes, the more intense is the hurricane.

 

Still, no one knows exactly why this occurs.  Hurricanes are—I believe—divided into five categories, ranging from 1-5, with one, being much less of a hurricane, to a category five, which—by the way—is the strength of the hurricane that destroyed New Orleans, Louisiana, known as ‘Katrina’.

 

For those of you who may be curious, perhaps ‘Wikipedia’ might describe more fully, the differing categories of hurricanes.  For our purposes, here, suffice to say that there is a profound difference between hurricanes rated at a windspeed, and force of category one, to one that is rated a category five.

 

At category five, a hurricane of that magnitude confers destruction on a scale quite unimaginable, sweeping-up into its ravening vortex everything in its path, literally changing the surfaces of land masses, rendering areas, and populations devoid of life, and causing untold billions of dollars in wanton damage.

 

Frankly, my most dear friends, there is NO way one can prepare for the arrival, and effects of a category five hurricane.  For arguments sake, let’s assume that everything would be as vaporized as if from an atomic blast, but without the resulting radioactivity.

 

And while hurricanes generally lose much of their force upon making landfall, they can re-intensify on the other side when again traveling out to sea, and pose—then—a very real threat all the way up the eastern seaboard to New York State!

 

Of course, those who live in areas in the United States not affected by hurricane (though, these areas DO include the Gulf coast states, in general, and Florida—where I live—in particular!), are often profoundly affected by tornadoes, either singly, in groups, or developed in rapid succession.

 

With tornadoes, there is practically no warning of their occurrence whatsoever, their paths are unpredictable, and, they can develop a tendency to ‘skip’, touching down randomly along their plotted course.

 

This is why (although it seems unimaginable), on say, an ordinary, residential street, with houses of similar construction all lined up, how one home will be quite unaffected, another—perhaps, next door—will be damaged only slightly, while another will have been reduced to matchsticks by the tornado’s force.

 

About five years ago—now—an errant tornado touched down about four blocks from where I live. As it described an unchartable course through the neighborhood, my home was left untouched, although—during the storm’s duration—it seemed to vacuum the trees of every dead leaf, broke off and blew branches and tree limbs all about the yard, and swept-away everything loose on the back deck: outdoor furniture, potted plants were recovered some fifty yards away against some trees in the undeveloped lot adjacent to mine.

 

However, homes were damaged all along the path it took; some mobile homes were rendered uninhabitable, and one—in particular (because I saw pictures of it later), was ‘squashed’ in the middle, having been soundly struck by an uprooted, and falling tree.  Dear friends, imagine the middle of that mobile home (right at the front door!)  effectively reduced to about three feet in height!  Thank Heavens, the occupants were away at the time!

 

Despite all our knowledge, and all of our combined Science, no one, neither Man, President, Scientist, nor state, or city Governments can prevent tornadoes or hurricanes from occurring.

 

In a fit of helpless pique, I once telephoned a local television station, and their weather department, to speak to a meteorologist regarding the possible destruction of hurricanes, especially when they were still so very far from habitation.

 

I was younger, then, as I did not particularly care that I might be well-considered to be ‘just another crack-pot’!

 

Said I ( and, my dearest friends, you—too—may think me either stupid, or batty, or…both!), why cannot the airplanes that routinely fly-through the centers of hurricanes to record data, to—simply—while they are there, to lob a low-radiation nuclear device into the hurricanes’ ‘eye’, at the base where the storm touches water, and then…voila…just blow the hurricane to pieces, effectively turning it into no more than a large field of thunderstorms, and rainy weather?

 

I must say that the meteorologist with whom I spoke was very kind, patient, and—without doubt—long-suffering.

 

He told me that first, it might cause a wide distribution of radioactive rain, and water; secondly, that it might pose a threat to inhabited areas.

 

Then, just as I had concluded that I had sounded like some loose-witted maniac, he finally told me something quite unbelievable. For when I apologized for abusing his time, and credulity, he told me that the use of a nuclear deterrent in hurricane elimination had already been suggested, and considered!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Otherwise, EVERY year, from the beginning of June, until quite the end of December, we—in Florida, and elsewhere—periodically check the weather channels, always half-holding our collective breaths, watching and waiting for any pronounced tropical disturbances to imamate from the west coast of Africa; we watch, helpless, as tropical storms strengthen into hurricanes as they languidly plow-through the Atlantic waters, headed ever westward, but to where? 

 

Only time, my dearest friends, will tell.

 

For those of you who are—at present—threatened by Hurricane Isaac, or who live within the unfolding, projected path of the storm, please know I think of you; you are in my thoughts, and prayers. And…that’s about all we CAN do for each other.  I say prayers—too—really, for all of us.

 

And please, please always know I love you dearly!

 

 

‘Zahc’/Charles