There was a Nor’easter today, and although the gusty wind didn’t generate the sustained force necessary to blow out the kitchen windows, it did ruin umbrellas in Midtown by the thousands. So many people opened their umbrellas into the wind and the rain that their little metal struts bent and snapped off almost immediately. Outside of every subway station was a heap of shattered, twisted metal and wooden handles with the fabric ripped totally off, and mortally wounded umbrellas, still caught in the wind, skittered around the streets.
As disastrous and surreal as it was, Oscar Wilde was right to say that whenever people talk about the weather, they mean something else. In this case, I just want to point out that in response to Daylight Savings Time, the New York Times’ AP feed — as of 3:45 AM EDT — is running backwards and prophesying future news. Right now, for instance, they’re saying that -54 minutes ago, a rainstorm will cut the electricity to 500,000 houses.
It might just be a Y2K-style glitch, but with this mounting, umbrella-proof chaos, it might also be the apocalypse. If the prophesies are true and we get another Nor’easter like this, time could stop altogether.
3 comments en “Or Should I Say, “I’m Sure we WILL?””
March 16th, 2010 at 1:23 pm
Bet you wish that you had windmills in Neuwe Amsterdam this weekend.
March 16th, 2010 at 6:04 pm
Don’t you imagine that their sails would have been ripped to pieces like so many giant umbrellas?
I’m sure that bits of wood and cloth fetching up under parked cars and blocking the drains after every storm are just one reason that we gave up windmills in American cities.
March 17th, 2010 at 10:10 am
I’m sure that those creative Dutch windmillers could figure this one out while smoking on their their clay pipes. Where do they hang out, btw? Are their some “brown cafes” in SoHo?
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