According to Weather.com, it rained 3.43 inches worth on September 26. The next 24 hours saw another 1.96 inches fall. Over the next two days. 0.96 inches of rain fell. That’s 6.35 inches of rain in four days. I don’t know if there was significant rain today. It did sprinkle on and off but  I’m not really sure exactly where they are measuring this stuff.

Raining somewhere in the world

During the entire month of September there was 7.73 inches of rain here. This means between September 1 and September 25 there was 1.38 inches of rainfall and then we tried to float an ark.

The next ten days should be much drier. Most days are sunny and there is just a slight chance of rain on two of the next ten days. Things should dry out nicely.

Because of our satellite system and communications being what they are, we are made aware of impending bad weather. Here on the coast, there is a chance of a hurricane or storm system causing a great amount of damage. But with enough warning, unless you live in New Orleans, you can take evasive action and miss the brunt of the storm.

Tornados pop up with much less warning, but the huge storm cells are still seen with enough time to at least get yourself to some area of safety. You have some warning about a tornado. Earthquakes just happen. We have yet to create some warning system for them.

It wasn’t that long ago when all weather systems were akin to our experience regarding earthquakes today. It was all a surprise. Long ago a hurricane in the Gulf hit Galveston and caused a tremendous amount of damage, but more importantly, killed many of those playing innocently on the beaches. They simply didn’t know it was a massive hurricane approaching.

One would assume, locals in pre-Columbian times were just as startled by massive storms creeping up on them. The surf kicks up and before you know it, walls of water are crashing over land, rain is pummeling the countryside, winds are roaring through sounding like whatever a pre-Columbian would reference instead of a freight train. Playing dodge ‘em with falling trees is always risky.

Tornados dancing across the open plains would be seen and one can imagine the panic as they neared your tepee. Where would you go? How could you protect yourself? There was no basement to hide in, no bathroom to cower in, no mattress to snuggle under. There were a few poles and some animal hides between you and violently swirling wind.

It is easy to see why gods were invented. Humans crave safety. He-men may only crave safety for their families, not really worrying about themselves. But safety or the illusion of safety seems to be a driving force for humans. We strive to make the world less hostile, less frightening, less chaotic.

And so, if it is possible to appease some angry god and thereby forestall the hurricane, tornado, earthquake, or whatever other natural disaster lurks on the horizon, then by all means take that route. Make sacrifices, atone for past or future sins. Placate the gods in charge of these phenomenon and live to tell the tale.

Today, we don’t have any ritualistic altars to place sacrificial lambs or delectable grapes and ripe wheat upon. Instead we have weather satellites and understand the correlation between wind patterns and pressure systems and our weather. We even partially understand the causes of earthquakes although not clearly enough to predict them. We rely on science.

Right up until the hurricane heads for our part of the coast or the funnel cloud drops from the sky. And then like our forefathers before us, we send up a prayer to our God, asking for deliverance from this disaster.

Sometimes it even works.

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