Thx. for sterling report of immanent disasters.

By now, I dare say, you have buttoned down the hatches for the big whirls and blow.

What happens with the legions of maritime freitage and passenger vessels great and small as well as the myriad motor and sail boats who are at sea and cannot make land in time to at least shore some security?

The oil rigs are presumably designed to withstand such tempests.  However, one of the largest ever built recently keeled over in the Gulf of Mexico and that was the end of that.  The oil company made it a write-off.

The Caribbean coral reef is now extinct because of pollution.  Much of it from shipping. 

Presumably you have a basement as do the folks MidWest.  They build 'em out yonder in case the house collapses.  Of course if they constructed robust of aerodynamic design instead of taking a slice from an urban terrace and reproducing in captured wilderness then they would stand a better chance.  The log cabins of yore weathered everything.  Maybe some roof repair.  Amazingly primitive habitation, but a century and a half ago.

Hopefully we'll have word in the not-too-distant future.  This Violent Earth:  I am not so fascinated with the ephemera of meteorology is so that I need monitor the inordinate daily proliferation-inundation of mass media reportage as to what is or is supposed to happen all over the place.  The Weather Channel might work for some people but it does not cater to my imagination.  Actually, it is astounding with balloons aloft, aeroplanes, satellites how often how innacurate weather forcasting is. 

I once resided on the ground floor of a V storey building downtown San Francisco when the roof was being replaced.  The site manager told me he had called the National Weather Bureau and was told no rain for at least three days.  The crew covered the then bare frame with polyethelyne (Visquine) sheet.  That night a mini tempest obtained.  Torrential wind driven.  Because the building was down a big slope there was a subduction current on account of the terrain and surrounding properties such as Hilton and other monoliths.  I enjoy the pitter patter of rain  -  though not an habitue  -  and on placing my foot on the carpet next morn I recoiled from a puddle.  My first (goofy, albeit) thought was that it could not be the cat (whom I had just rescued from junior maniacs) because it would have to be the size of a lioness for that.  I then sniffed saturation from lath and plaster.  By now I am bolt wide awake and made fast to a closet wherein I had consigned top copies of a welter of applied psychophysiology papers and of course a multitude of audio tapes.  These I then consigned to the boiler room where I strung them out as a sort of mosaic.  They survived legibly, though tarnished.  Utterly bloody ridiculous.  The inorganic detritus of five storeys had perculated to myne wee abode.  I subsequently examined Siamese Cat (by name) who maintained a Stoic attitude.  I reckon she understood something major was amiss.   Clothes are a massive nuisance as they require specialist cleaning, which is mighty expensive.  Red Cross has a brochure on how to treat different kinds.

All that folderol massively imposing on one's invaluable time because of incompetence.

I have every confidence you are well insulated.  Of course the East Caribbean settlements are in for an inundation as most are at sea level.  Of course the metereological bureaus can hardly miss an approaching hurricane.  God: plenty advance....

Incidentally, on a cheerfuller note:  That was a mighty kindly generous offer of the correspondent to help out fiscally with your site ongoing.  Remember, I suggested you do a popular paperback.  That would bounce around the world and catalyze and enhance global thinking.  Good gracious knows they sorely need it.  Even regular Muslims would get a kick out of it.

OK: That's quite enough of that.

(I'm in SF Californicus Fiat Lux where we don't get such tempests, nor tornados.  Although half the coral reef the length to Baja CA as well is now dead with the rest on the way out.  It is because of pollution.)

Highest Regards:

DERK

Hi,

I live in southern Florida and I am now getting ready for Hurricane
Frances which is now over the Bahamas. I have experienced a category
4 hurricane many years ago in the eastern Caribbean and I know how
dangerous it can be. If I'm still around after the hurricane, I'll
write a report. ;-(

Regards,

Louis Savain