Photos by G.
Everyone’s got a story to tell about Hurricane Irene. Here’s mine! Ever since I worked for a news company and saw executives making up news stories that can negatively impact people’s lives first hand, I make sure I have as little exposure to mainstream media news as possible. Coming from the west coast and now living in the east, there are a completely different set of weather circumstances to experience. When I heard that a hurricane is coming, I figured I should probably pay attention to what the experts have to say because I’ve never been through one before. The news was seriously all doom and gloom! From the sounds of things, we were going to need to have food rations for up to a week due to god knows what – but all related to the hurricane.
Obviously with having a very rare earthquake and hurricane in Manhattan in the same week, Sherlock Holmes might deduce that Mother Nature has just about had it with our petty bullshit over who’s in control of the oil. I decided to take precautions. I stocked up on some carbohydrates 2 days in advance of the expected target date of the hurricane hitting. The lines at the grocery store wrapped around the store and the shelves were picked clean. The weather reports said the areas outside of Manhattan would get hit pretty hard and Manhattan would experience 30 miles an hours less wind power than some of the outer areas. It still made everyone panic and obey like good little doggies. I pay extra money to live in Manhattan so I don’t appreciate the media calling outer boroughs and places such as Jersey Shore “Manhattan” and spreading that gossip across the country so that people that live 3,000 miles away from me are calling to make sure I will be ok because they heard on the news that my city is about to implode. Call me what you want, but I don’t live in Manhattan for the cheap rent – and you know exactly what I am talking about – so don’t lie! Like clockwork, it started raining around 5 pm on Saturday, August 27, 2011 just like the weather reports said.
The brunt of the storm was supposed to take place from 2 am through 2 pm on Sunday, August 28, 2011. It got a little windy, and as you can see from the above photo, a tree branch fell here and there, but have you ever lived in Manhattan before? The weather is often whacky. I’ve seen more weird weather in 5 years of living in Manhattan than in many more years of living in Los Angeles and I think the news media has created a panic for nothing. My friend that lived through many hurricanes said that bad ones are called a Category 5 and this one was a Category 1! I think it’s really great to take precautions, but this episode has just made it seem real apparent that people will not take ANY action to protect themselves until they are told to. Stay plugged into your electronics and let these evil corportations tell you to be scared. According2g, worse than the prospect of “1984” being true is the prospect that “The Matrix” is true also!
Yes there was some wind. Yes there was some flooding. Yes there were a few scary moments. There’s a lot more scary moments that get swept under the rug so as not to create a panic for nothing. Life is fragile and precious and it doesn’t last forever. You have to take your own precautions. Nobody can tell you the right way for you to live your life, no matter how much you want that feeling of tasting a juicy steak and having that feeling be real instead of being completely made up in your mind. This is why I decided to go for a nice long walk on Sunday. So many businesses were closed and so many businesses boarded up their windows, there’s a good chance that if a meteor storm hits in the next 24 hours, a lot of these businesses will not even have to contact their insurance companies at all. While a lot of the city was staying inside being scared, I was out and about living my life to the fullest.
Because the MTA shut down all mass transist for the weekend (and who knows how much longer afterwards) and businesses decided to shut down, the city is going to lose out on a LOT of revenue. Guess who’s going to have to pay for it – whether financially or by listening to people bitch about it? We are. Well, you can take your bullshit and eat it up all day long. I’m done with the news and all the crap they make up. It sends a bigger message if you feel the same way as I do, you take action instead of just complaining about it. It’s the only way things are going to change.
I heard people on the streets saying “I don’t know what to believe anymore” many times in my journeys around the city today.
What do you believe? If you won’t answer in the comments section, I hope you will at least examine this question in your private time. You owe it to yourself to take a stand.