Last evening we had a storm.
Not just any storm. It is the third of this kind this summer, the like which has never been seen before in this location. I don't know how many million dollars damage was done or whether the electricity and water are back in other parts of the city or even what happened to the flora and fauna.
I do know that whilst I was physically holding the 10th floor balcony windows from blowing out [they were swinging through an arc of two metres when first I clapped eyes on them] and the rain was sweeping into my living room and hitting the computer table, I was thinking of Lord Nazh. I've never seen such ferocity before and this is someone who knows the Michael Fish storm.
I do know that when I finally got back in, a fine soot of dust and dead mosquitoes had blown in through the central vents over everything - beds, coverings and so on. I do know that my power cord had exploded into pieces and that the house was plunged into darkness.
Today I read an interesting piece by Neo Jacobin and the tone was what was interesting. He didn't poo-pooh the notion of global warming per se but was sick of the way it is being used by people to push their own barrows:
For example, every time we need to build new roads, the miserable greens shout 'No - what about global warming?' Every time we need to expand our airports, again we hear 'No - what about global warming?' Every time we need new power stations, 'oh no - what about global warming'? Every time we need new desalination plants, 'err no - what about global warming'?
I agree with him on this. It's nauseating the way it's being used. I want to reach for a paper bag each time I read this sort of thing. However, it would have been good to have seen Lord Nazh, Daily Referendum and Neo Jacobin on this balcony last night and to hear what they had to say.
Then again, we'd probably have been too drunk to care.