Taking It Out on the Weather Man (or Woman)


If Spring were a mimic, its impression of Winter would be uncanny so far.  Last year we basked in the 80s. This morning my hands froze.

The weather guy (or gal) deserves a one-finger salute.  Right?  At least if you buy into the mindless chatter on the local TV news outlets.  They're always giving a hearty pat on the back to the faux or real meteorologist when the day is sunny and a good-natured rebuke when it's not.

It's all theater, of course.  I know that.  But I still find it a bit annoying.   Whether a storm is approaching or not, the weather person has absolutely nothing to do with it.  Except predict it...if he can.

If a cloud is going to spoil your parade, blame its Creator, or if you like, Mother Nature.  Or maybe, the cloud itself.

Stick a pin in a voodoo doll if you must play Let's Pretend.

But don't blame the weatherman.   Excepting  when he's wrong.


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  • Nova had a two hour special on Monday about viewing the Earth from a satellite. They attributed all sorts of things to the South Polar Jet Stream, but mentioned nothing about the North, which we are under.

    And it is hard to pin anything on the weatherman, when (as has been the reports the past few days), he says at noon that one model says we're getting 6 inches of snow, and then at 9 that another model says that the storm is moving south of here.

    Which means that the real reason to watch the forecast is to see if Tammy Souza is wearing something too tight, Cheryl Scott looks like she is more than 16 years old, or Ginger Zee looks fabulous while chasing some weather disaster.

  • In reply to jack:

    Alicia Roman belongs with those temperature temptresses too.

    Remember Marilyn Monroe singing Heat Wave?

    "Gee, her anatomy
    Makes the mercury
    Jump to ninety-three."

  • In reply to jack:

    Anyway, it is snowing like hell here. Not.

  • In reply to jack:

    An oxymoron. And I'm not referring to the weatherman.

  • BTW, that weatherman looks like Conan O'Brien, while we know that the real weatherman was David Letterman.

  • In reply to jack:

    Jack, you're an encyclopedia of information indeed. Letterman did weather reports in Indiana before turning to comedy. A logical segue of sorts, since both fields deal with the unpredictable quite a bit.

  • In reply to Aquinas wired:

    Like if Dave is going to outlast Jay for any length of time. Both's contracts are reportedly up in 2014.

    And, from what my sister says (when she lived in Lafayette, Ind.), Dave was more into comedy than weather even then.

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