So can I file televised weather reports from my room?
Because yet again, I'M right and EVERY fucker on TV with a degree in meteorology and a monstrous paycheck is wrong. Today in the NYC area was supposed to be "unbearable." A HEAT ADVISORY was issued LAST night. You know what, let's skip ahead a bit. So the weather can fool us SOMEtimes...I get that. HERE'S my IRATE GRIPE...that NO mention was made as late as the noon news that something JUST wasn't right about their forecast, despite the clear evidence that would've hit them if they just stepped out the fucking door. The "heat" was even still a top story, complete with stories of how we were all "coping." COPING? With a TWO-DAY stretch of humidity and temps in the 80s in August? Yeah, definitely retreat to your icy bunkers. So here's what I ascertained BEFORE I EVEN FUCKING GOT UP THIS MORNING -- that I wasn't remotely sweltering, and I don't even have an AC installed. Just my two windows open and a fan. And I was FINE. Specifically, 1) it wasn't as humid as when I went to bed, and 2) a mildly refreshing NORTHERLY breeze was wafting into my north-facing windows. A little note...unspeakably hot and humid air doesn't flow from the FUCKING NORTH. Yet all the weather dipshits didn't seem to detect what I, a simple layman, pieced together from my bedroom. They're even showing the actual temps, humidity, and wind direction, yet COMPLETELY ignoring that nothing adds up to the blistering predictions. The National Weather Service isn't much better...they JUST, at 4pm, cancelled the heat advisory. I know this from my Weather Channel viewing, although I DO have a weatherradio, too. So it took the National FUCKING Weather Service HOURS longer than me to notice a seismic weather fuck-up. And we want the government to find Osama and help Katrina victims? They can't even act swiftly enough to note and remedy a giant daily weather blunder. Thank GOD I didn't break my back putting in my AC last night for THIS. Ugh. Have I mentioned how I detest stupidity?
*Ironically, as I write this, an Oprah repeat has #1 Weatherman Al Fucking Gore again standing in front of head-nodding sycophants, telling them in his narcolepsy-inducing voice that it shouldn't get to 120 degrees in North Dakota and that our storms are getting worse. So I'll say THIS again...I'm not totally dismissing global warming, but Al, when it comes to weather, SHUT THE FUCK UP. You do NOT know what the fuck you're talking about. Hurricane intensity runs in cycles, and it CAN get super hot in the Dakotas. It's called weather pattern extremes. They happen. They've BEEN happening for THOUSANDS of years. Central Park's highest temperature EVER, 106 degrees, occurred in 1936. I repeat, 1936. New England's most destructive hurricane was in 1938. Were these events of global fucking warming, AL?!?! Now go counsel your drug-addled son and get the fuck off my TV screen.
*Ironically, as I write this, an Oprah repeat has #1 Weatherman Al Fucking Gore again standing in front of head-nodding sycophants, telling them in his narcolepsy-inducing voice that it shouldn't get to 120 degrees in North Dakota and that our storms are getting worse. So I'll say THIS again...I'm not totally dismissing global warming, but Al, when it comes to weather, SHUT THE FUCK UP. You do NOT know what the fuck you're talking about. Hurricane intensity runs in cycles, and it CAN get super hot in the Dakotas. It's called weather pattern extremes. They happen. They've BEEN happening for THOUSANDS of years. Central Park's highest temperature EVER, 106 degrees, occurred in 1936. I repeat, 1936. New England's most destructive hurricane was in 1938. Were these events of global fucking warming, AL?!?! Now go counsel your drug-addled son and get the fuck off my TV screen.
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