I watched people on the news sandbag their store fronts on Ventura boulevard fearing the worst. I watched newscasters who stretched from the beaches of Ventura to the mountains of San Bernadino broadcasting what might happen. rain. snow. flooding. the worst. I watched an overly tan weather man tell me how bad things were going to be and to expect no less than four inches of rain in twenty four to forty eight hours. I watched and prepared and anticipated the worst. I was so caught up in the weather that my husband and I went to the grocery store to load up on groceries in case we couldn't make it out of our house for two days. We bought into it. The fear. The worry. The what ifs. I was morbidly into it. Excited by the challenge of bad weather, of weather at all.
And while it did rain through most of the night and a little drizzle in the morning, by 1:00 in the afternoon the sun was muscling its way through the gray sky and blue sky won. And by 4:00 there wasn't a cloud in the sky.
How does that happen? Two things come to mind. weather men are not supposed to be good at their jobs. There is no other job in the world where you can be wrong time and time again, put people through hell, because of what you are telling them and be asked back to work the next day to possibly do it all over again. I understand we live in Los Angeles and weather is hard to come by here, but for god's sake, how do you predict the storm of the century and the sun shines for half the day.
Then it dawned on me. We put a lot of faith in our news people, and what they are telling us, for the most part, is be afraid. Be very afraid. I don't think that they are blowing smoke up our ass about the economy, however, I do think there has been a fear mongering technique that has been happening for quite some time. I for one am very afraid. And I am turning it off tomorrow. No more news.
Fear and worry. No thanks. whether it's the weather or how the economic system as we know it, is crumbling into a million little pieces, i am not buying into it. rather I will tune my radio into a different frequency one with a larger bandwidth that has room for all of life's cumulus clouds, lightning strikes and sunny days, but like the weather man's prediction, there's no way to predict. You just prepare for whatever may come the best you can.