Oh, Sandy, how you came and you gave, while taking. Barry Manilow may not like how I've reshaped his classic Oh Mandy, but after all the rain the aforementioned Hurricane Sandy dumped on us last week, I'm sure the crooner will give me a reprieve. Seriously though, Sandy was on everyone's lips as she threatened to bring everything except fire and brimstone (which would have been counter-productive to her intentions).
Heard someone say, just from a news perspective, Sandy didn't really do any thing devastating. Let's face it, all the places we heard about that had flooding, they aren't exactly new. The thing is, Sandy had it all wrong from the beginning. First, she was coming late October which we always hate because November 1 (the official end of the hurricane season) is fast approaching. Then, she was coming so soon before pay-day. The others had the decency to hit us earlier in the month when we might still have some money left after the bills. But the final straw was that Sandy came from the south! Curious, indeed!
Even being a pessimist, I was concerned about Sandy. The path just looked too ominous and the prediction of wind and rain just seemed too accurate. And yet, even on Tuesday (Sandy made landfall on Wednesday) some Jamaicans were quite unperturbed by the approaching weather system. The usual mad rush for bread, crackers, 'tin boom' (tin mackerel for the uninitiated) and other food items occurred as usual, but fishermen said they weren't coming in, others said they weren't buying a thing, and 'battening down' was not part of their plans. To an extent, I don't blame them, as Jamaica perennially seems to dodge direct blasts from weather systems.
But even when it hit, in true Jamaican fashion, some people in shelters complained about the quality of the free food. Unbelievable! Others heard evacuation orders and promptly stayed put, older ones went to the rum bar (I assume Sandy was buying the drinks) while some (mostly younger ones) were playing football on slightly inundated streets with the rain teeming. And yet photos don't lie about the damage Sandy caused. Trees crashing into homes, at least one death, flooding and the continued undermining of foundations were just some of what she left behind.
Then almost as quickly as she got us all hot and bothered, Sandy left. Jus' so! Like a hot girl who was stringing a number of men along, intending on marrying none. There was damage and discontent, but not the apocalypse. In a way, Sandy didn't please anyone; some thought she was the worst thing since Satan, and others thought she would have brought more mayhem.
Not sure what side of the fence I'm on. I'm just glad she's gone.
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