Hurricane Season 2010 in quotes

Well, we are six weeks into the 2011 Hurricane Season, so it is about time to post the quotes I associated with each 2010 storm.

Tropical Storm Alex - June 27th
Then lowering, and pouring,
The storm no more I dread;
Tho' thickening and blackening,
Round my devoted head.

Tropical Storm Bonnie - July 23rd
Tha'rt welcome, little bonny brid,
But should n't ha' come just when tha did;
Toimes are bad.
We're short o' oobbies for eawr Joe,
But that, of course, that' did n't know,
Did that lad?

Tropical Depression Four - August 2nd
They are all gone away,
The House is shut and still,
There is nothing more to say.

Through broken walls and gray,
The winds blow bleak and shrill;
They are all gone away.

Tropical Storm Colin - August 3rd
'Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break,
To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face,
For no man well of such a salve shall speak
That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace.

Tropical Depression Five - August 11th
There's tempest in yon horne'd moon,
Anf lightening in yon cloud;
But hark the music, mariners,
The wind is piping loud!

Tropical Storm Danielle - August 22nd
There is wild water from the north;
The headlands darken in their foam
As with a threat of challenge stubborn earth
Booms at that far wild sea-linecharging home.

Hurricane Danielle - August 23rd
Safe where I cannot die yet,
Safe where hope to lie too,
Safe from the fume and the fret;
You, and you.

Tropical Storm Earl - August 27th
My Lord Tomnoddy's the son of an Earl;
His hair is straight, but his whiskers curl:
His Lordship's forehead is far from wide,
But there's plenty of room fpr the brains inside.

Hurricane Earl - August 29th
Hast thou in keep some higher, calmer biss?
Ah me! It is pleasant to behold the light,
And missing this.

Hurricane Earl - August 30th
Soon he was safe home, dry as could be.
Soon woke the Dormouse - "Good gracious me!"

Tropical Storm Fiona - Auguest 31st
If you are but a mortal maid,
Then I shall make you half afraid.
The water shall be dim and deep,
The silver fish shall lunge and leap,
About you, coward mortal thing.

Tropical Storm Gaston - September 2nd
To day deep thoughts resolve with me to drench
In mirth, that after no repenting drawes;
Let Euclid rest and Archimedes pause,
And what the Swede intend, and what the French.

Tropical Storm Igor - September 8th
A foutre for the world and worldlings base!
I speak of Africa and golden joys.

Hurricane Igor - September 13th
Safe from the frost and the snow,
Safe from the storm and the sun,
Safe where the seeds wait to grow
One by one,
And come back in blow.

Tropical Storm Julia - September 13th
Thus sung they in the English boat
A holy and a cheerful note:
And all the way, yo guide their chime,
With falling oars they kept the time.

Tropical Storm Karl - September 15th
Through the tracery of bamboo plumes against the afterglow,
I saw mystery flicker along the sky-line
And vanish over Yucatan.

Tropical Storm Lisa - September 21st
The water shall be dim and deep,
And silver fish shall lunge and leap
About you, coward mortal thing.

Tropical Storm Matthew - September 25th
The wind passeth over it, and it is gone;
And the place thereof shall know it no more.

Tropical Depression Sixteen - September 28th
In summo periculo timor misericordiam non recipit.
"In extreme danger fear feels no pity"

De loin, c'est quelque chose; et de pres, ce n'est rien
"From a distance it is something; and nearby it is nothing"

Tropical Storm Nicole - September 29th
Ubi explorari vera non possunt, falsa per metum augentur.
"When the truth cannot be clearly made out, what is false is increased through fear"

Tropical Storm Otto - October 7th
Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is knit with ties
Of common brotherhood in pain.

Hurricane Paula - October 12th
Undique enim ad inferos tantumdem viae est.
"There are countless roads on all sides to the grave"

Tropical Storm Richard - October 21st
We look though gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
Had the eyes no tears.

Is THAT Trial Over Yet?

Zapping the TV channels this weekend, multiple times I hit some screeching harpy saying "the nation has been captivated for the last month by the trial of Casey Anthony". Really? I haven't. The coverage by CNN, Fox et al has been uniformly appalling. And let's not even talk about the withering scorn-filled harridan that is Nancy Grace. The truth is that the 24 hour news channels loved this story and shoved it down the nation's throat and told us we were "fascinated" with its bile-tasting horribleness.

How different would it have been if there was a 30 second spot per day on the TV with the anchor saying something like "The Casey Anthony trial continued today. The defense made more indefensible statements". What do I really gain seeing everything from gavel to gavel? I trust the jury system. So all you need to tell me is that (a) the trial is going on and (b) the result.

I have no need for "experts", no need for panels, no need for Marsha Clark or Mark Fuhrman and Stepford judges and their "analysis". I really don't need Margret Carlson's opinions on Fox. I know what she is going to say before she opens her mouth. Because what comes out is always cliche and platitude.

And really and truly I have no need for Nancy "Tot Mom" Grace.

Why does she still have a TV show after she made that woman kill herself? And yes, tragedy happens to many people Nancy, it doesn't make you special or more caring than the rest of us. And it surely does not mean you have a right to an horrific TV show. I think we should buy Nancy pitchforks for Christmas. She sure as hell will know how to wield them before the mobs she inflames with her fatuous rhetoric.

And the trial? It cannot be first degree murder if the prosecution cannot say how the poor child died.

Ms Anthony is going to be convicted for being a "bad mother" and for dancing.