The possibility of hurricane Isabel hitting New York has me on edge. Before I explain why I'm on edge let me first say that earlier today I heard someone refer to the hurricane as a "supercane" and I was immediatly shaking with fury. I'm not sure why I hate that term so much, I guess Isabel is a very powerful hurricane, but it just oozes with media marketing hype. I can visualize with clarity some strumpet on one of the networks extolling the power of the "supercane" while at the same time limping through life reading teleprompters and fucking producers with her 9th grade education. Don't get me wrong, I love stumpets and those who fuck; and were she fucking me I could even look past her stupidity, but I cannot stand someone manufacturing a term for the mindless masses to give a prescribed "wow"-factor because our populace is too fucking stupid to understand that a category 5 hurricane is just about the baddest mother fucker the earth can throw at us. I feel like I'm being nailed to a cross of stupid when the media force feeds me such ambiguous garbage as this, particularly when it's replacing a perfectly reasonable, thought out, and defined term as it is here.
Anyway, back to why I'm on edge. I think it's well documented (at least on this site) that I hate the pretencious whiners in New York. So this situation, where the possibility of this hurricane putting some whup-ass on New York is a double edged sword. On the one hand I want to laugh as New York gets whipped like a school girl, and by that I mean laugh like you would laugh if you saw some siamese twins walking down the street and one of them tripped and made the other one fall down so you got to laugh at the siamese twins, at the fall, at the other fall, and at the resultant bickering and fighting. On the other hand, if New York does get whipped I'll have days if not weeks of more news coverage monopolized by whining. Fuck! It's so hard to choose!