A Londoner's musings from rural Western New York - and sometimes elsewhere
Monday, November 18, 2013
Poor Illinois
My heart goes out to the people of towns like Washington, literally flattened by the weekend tornadoes. To think that, last week, we were just a couple of hours south of there. Tornadoes are capricious, evil phenomena, sometime homing in on one side of a street and leaving the other intact, sometimes taking out just one lonely barn, sometimes striking in the night, out in the countryside, so no one ever knows. Humbling, that the world's superpower is still powerless against the force of nature.
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