THEY BLEW IT AGAIN. This has to be one of the most frustrating winters on record--for me and the precipitation prognosticators. At this point, Harvey and Company must be ready to go into the meteorological witness protection program--as one of them aptly put it today--for all the ill will they've stirred up after blowing the forecast. Schools cancelled, work cancelled, plows idling, carpools and childcare jumbled, earnings lost, reporters left reportless, the governor in a fleece muttering something about a sanding truck at the mouth of the Mass pike... I mean, just looking out the window this morning, it was clear the storm wasn't setting up right. That meant it was time to go back to square one, throw out all the models, and recalculate. Granted, the weather is unpredictable--especially in New England. But even as late as this morning, the weather gurus were all still pretty gung ho, even in the face of no snow.
So if we can't predict this micro -climate, how can we be so sure about predicting global weather patterns?? My brother raised the question. It's a good one. Let's put it this way. Nothing is a slam dunk. We're a drop in the vast universe; how much perspective can a drop have? Even with doppler radar? Today, make that dopelar radar.
One thing I did notice--there was no rush hour traffic--undoubtedly because many people stayed home. But it was also because of the staggered release of employees from work--why don't we commit to this anyway to alleviate annoying rush hour traffic? Just a thought, among many, on what was supposed to be a snowy day. I'm just a tad grumpy, now, like a kid who was promised a snow day and didn't get it. Some people just never grow up.