Dorian brought misery and death to some, but it sputtered when it passed Virginia. Central Virginia received modest rain and mild breezes for a short time. Then the day turned sunny and comfortable.
Now it’s twilight. All is quiet except for kids playing in the park across the street. The air is 71° headed for a low of 60° tonight, but it feels cooler. I close the back door and front window, cutting off the night sounds. I hear nothing except the ever-present tinnitus in my head. The weekend will see more sunshine and temps in the 80s. I’ll do some housekeeping, sort the mail, throw away advertising circulars, and maybe I’ll drive to Food Lion and buy some baby back ribs. And cereal. And cookies. And the rest of the stuff I forgot to get at Wally World today.
Dorian is gone but still churning many miles from land, probably unnerving mariners in the seas off Nova Scotia and Newfoundland. But this is early September, and September is the most active month for Atlantic hurricanes. We can’t know what storm lurks in the wings, just off-stage, awaiting its entrance. Humans can’t control the path of hurricanes—yet. But if and when we have that control, I’m sure the first thing we humans will do will be to weaponize hurricanes. Why let all that power and fury go to waste churning up waves when it could be used to threaten our enemies?
The Pentagon is probably working on something like that now.
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