But despite the stranded motorists, cities brought to a standstill, and the 24/7 news coverage, was this really the Storm of the Century? Who determines whether it was the Storm of the Century or just the Storm of the Fiscal Quarter? Is it a panel of highly qualified meteorologists or just some over eager intern with a barometer and a love of hyperbole?
Clearly it was premature to call anything falling from the sky here in year 2016 the Storm of the Century. We’ve got 84 years to disprove the assertion! In a couple dozen years we might be having storms that make this one look like little more than a malfunction in your frost free freezer. Perhaps we’ll be having regular Sharknados by then.
You won’t even be able to sled in them!
I also understand that people names are now bestowed upon snowstorms just like they are on hurricanes, and this past storm was named Jonas. But does anyone go to the trouble to coordinate the personal name of a snowstorm with its title? Otherwise we may well wind up with a Storm of the Century named Floyd or a poopy little snow squall called Angelique.
“OMG, look! Here comes the Storm of the …. oh, it’s just Herbert. Chill, everyone.”
Before some misbegotten and misguided meteorological panel bungles the title of the next highly touted storm, here’s a few better suggestions for the one just past:
· The Storm of the Century Thus Far
· The Storm of January 1, 2000 to January 23, 2016 and Counting
· The Storm That Was What It Was
· Jonas’ Big Adventure
Well, it’s time to go shovel now. Look at those mounds of snow every bit as massive as Chris Christie’s old body! And it’s so cold out here, almost as frigid as Martha Stewart caught off guard.
I can’t even see my car, it’s totally buried. By the time I dig it out it will be time to trade it in. Oh, my back! My front! My in–between!
I have to take a break. It’s too tough out there.
Why, this has got to be the Storm of the Century!