This past Saturday we were hit by the remnants of Hurricane Noel. Lot of rain, lot of wind. But even with all the destruction and mayhem and heartbreak this storm caused elsewhere in the hemisphere all I can think about is what a crappy name for a killer storm. Honestly, who's working at the National Storm Registry (if there is such a thing) and naming these things. Noel? When one hears that name, one pictures a baby in a manger with a donkey. The Christmas carol is one of my most hummed tunes, whether it's in season or not.
Hugo was a great hurricane name. Ivan was even better, one for the ages. That storm tore up the Panhandle, stormed in Atlanta so bad we didn't have to sell papers that day, then went up through the Northeast and back to the Gulf again for a second go around. I was actually rooting for that storm to continue by the end of it. Crazy Ivan, Ivan the Terrible indeed.
Noel is shorthand for peace on Earth and everlasting goodwill amongst mankind -- not raging, murderous winds of doom and promised grief. Try better next time guys.
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