I have been watching the news today and my heart is breaking. I am so disturbed and so disgusted by the new twist that is happening in the Boston Marathon Bombing story. I truly believe that it is what we do in our darkest hour that dictates who we are. None of us is perfect collectively or individually and in our dark times sometimes we all make mistakes or bad calls.
Here in Boston, we have quite an interesting and long history with battling the evil weather gods, Nor and Easter. Every year, they pummel us with snow and freezing and below freezing temperatures with some regularity we get down to the negative numbered temperatures. We get quite battered here every year…. Parts of this region are falling pray to the ocean tonight. We are also coastal. Each year the ocean takes pieces of us away, carried on the frozen waves to litter the ocean floor like some sort of lost Atlantis. Many recall last year when in one night we got 22 inches of snow. Others recall the infamous Blizzard of 78, which was so horrible that even those of us born in 1980 remember how the tanks rolled into Boston to save us. It seems courtesy of global warming these massive storms hitting all over the country are just getting worse and worse. They are not really storms, they are major climatic events, and some day people will look back on this time period and they will ask about us why we saw the earth getting ripped apart and we did nothing. Truth is, I am not in a position to make major changes to the way all of humanity lives so I will do what I can to pollute less and I will encourage others to do the same. I will also do the only other thing that I can, teach you what I have learned surviving Boston storms for 33 years and try to help you be prepared for a short term crisis.