My thoughts on…the approach of Hurricane Dean
It’s currently 2:58 am. The rest of my family is asleep. I would like to as well, but with Hurricane Dean approaching, I’m just a bit too restless to sleep right now. Plus if I am to die, I would like to see death awake. Kidding! Dean is supposed to arrive later in the morning, and many Jamaicans are in fear, as it is supposed to be stronger than Hurricane Gilbert, and Gilbert has been the gold standard for hurricanes ever since. And since I was a “Gilbert baby,” I must confess that I’m a bit curious, as I’ve never seen the devastating effects of a hurricane. But given the damage Dean dealt to countries like Dominica and St. Lucia, my curiosity need not be satisfied. As for preparations, my family is moderately prepared. We’ve done everything except battening down and getting batteries. We spent far more time at the supermarket today, as there was an immense crowd there, the norm whenever there’s an impending hurricane. (This must be like Christmas for them). It was so packed that trolleys ran about, and people had to carry their goods in boxes, and essentials like rice, sugar and flour ran out in no time. Strangely, the Prime Minister and the Leader of the Opposition banded together to counter the threat. Unexpected, but welcome. But there’s one set of people that actually welcome calamities like this - looters; those who display the worst of what it means to be Jamaican. In their case, I wouldn’t mind a little police brutality. Well, that’s it. Pray for me and my fellow Jamaicans, and I hope the next time I post, it will be on a positive note.
