Sandy is coming.
The house is dark and quiet - doesn't have to be, it just is because it is sunday morning. An incredibly calm morning where the talk shows are talking about women voters, and married voters, and how Romney has the guts to "govern" (even if he never talks about infrastructure at all) all this talk, all this election gibberish and the only thing on people's minds is Sandy.
Cameras turn to New York City and the gray descending upon low flood plain areas, the fear coursing up the Hudson and its timeless river valley towns and perched Dutch mansions - the river may swell too, and all the handiwork of millionaires could wash away in an instant.
My son is crying right now, I think he is remembering the night before he was born. The night Irene slammed into much the same area and spooked New York City into shutting down its subways system.
A friend in the Bloomberg administration has informed me that "All Hands are On Deck" - the CIty is in post-blizzard hyper-atention to the minutia of detail.
Climatologists and arm-chair global war-mongerers are preparing their rebuttals and using Sandy as the low hanging fruit.
Areas that are in love with coal because it is cheap and reliable telling people that they most likely will lose power and some people are bracing by listening to the television ads that tell them to buy generators - because apparently the money we pay to bloated utilities is simply not enough to keep the lights on.
College students are stocking water, ramen, condoms and beer.
And American business grinds to a halt. over 3000 flights canceled. Stores close, workers take deep sighs and pause. Fathers and mothers are home with their children. Sons and daughters call their mothers and fathers to check in on them. We take a collective "break" a nature (God) induced pause to remember who is actually in control - and it certainly is not us.
Best case scenario is that no one dies, that nothing is damaged, and that all we will remember of this hurricane event is the extra time we got to spend talking to, or siting with, people we love.
Take your time Sandy, I think we all need this break right now.