October 19th, 2005 by Jemaleddin Cole

Admit­tedly, I haven’t been fol­low­ing Wilma very closely, because the last time I heard any­thing, it was a cat­e­gory 1 hur­ri­cane and I was think­ing that I could blow off paying atten­tion to it entirely.

Now that it’s a cat­e­gory 5 is it too early to start crap­ping my pants and scream­ing about the end of the world? Is this global warm­ing? I mean, can I start think­ing of The Day After Tomor­row as a ref­er­ence guide at this point?

And then I have to worry about indict­ments being handed down on half of the admin­is­tra­tion: note to 51% of Amer­ica: thanks, ass­holes. Like I needed to worry about that on top of all these nat­ural disasters.

You know, I really thought that last year’s elec­tion and the gen­eral stu­pid­ity, men­dac­ity, malev­o­lence, and incom­pe­tence of George W. Bush and his admin­is­tra­tion would put me over the edge of being out­raged and stressed out about the world around me, but this year is just too much. Can I tap out or some­thing? I mean, I had to stop lis­ten­ing to NPR in my car last year to keep from going into work foam­ing at the mouth – now I can’t even watch the local news seg­ments that come on during the com­mer­cials in Lost with­out get­ting freaked out.

Can’t we just call a truce on all of our wars and pol­i­tics and trade dis­putes until Nature stops trying to erad­i­cate us? ‘Cause I could use a break.

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