Rain

Rain today

We may get lots of rain today, particularly welcome after a 113 (F) heat index (45 in Celsius). We’re in a 1-3 inch range, and I would like to see a gullywasher where the rain is sheeting off the streets and you can hardly see through the drops.

A few of my favorite rains

I love rain in all its permutation, but here are some of my favorite rains:

Midwestern gullywashers, as stated above. Rain that roars on the rooftop, that causes instant puddles in the gutters. Gone almost as soon as it’s started. On a summer day, when encountering a gullywasher, one should give up trying to find shelter. One must just accept that one will be drenched to the skin. I remember walking barefoot and singing loudly in the storm, knowing that I had found freedom from being well-dressed and well-behaved.
The sunny afternoon rainbow sprinkle of rain. There are clouds bringing rain, yet the sun still takes up the sky, and the combination yields a rainbow if one comes round right.
October evening thunderstorms. I love walking out in October thunderstorms. It takes some good rain gear — I used to have a long wool cloak with a hood that negates most of the rain. October thunderstorms are moody and romantic, the Midwestern US version of a stroll across the moors.
Light rains in April which green up the grasses and invite the daffodils to awaken.

The western states need rain

The American West is in what is called a “super-drought”. It has not rained at all in a few places for a couple years. Wildfires burn in several states. I cry when I think of those places, and I hope they will be rained upon, making their reservoirs fill and their fires extinguish. If we could get a handle of this global warming (hint: corporations pick a reasonable level of profit and make their processes cleaner) we might have a chance.

So when I watch the rain today I will pray (which I seldom do) that the West sees an abundance of rain and that we as humans see an abundance of wisdom that will help us make the decisions that will stem global warming.

Thunderstorm

Where have all the thunderstorms gone?

Until today, they’ve curved around the south of us. Sometimes the north. Maryville has the distinction of being the highest point between Kansas City and Omaha. I wonder if this is part of the reason why we haven’t been getting the good storms.

Cue this morning

This morning I woke up to thunder. Close thunder. And rain pattering on the roof. Hours later, it still looks cloudy out and maybe rainy. And we are in a flash flood watch.

Maybe daylilies will come back from their wilting sulk. Maybe the grass will green up.

There’s another peal of thunder. It has been so long since we’ve had a good storm.

the drought

It’s six AM, and I glance out the window at a grey morning. The evidence of last night’s rain clings to the pavement, and the sullenness of the clouds hopefully bodes for another round today. Northwest Missouri, like the rest of the state, has been facing drought, and any rain is welcome.

My country has been under a drought for two years — a lack of compassion, a lack of integrity, a lack of decency. And I look at it and see how little I can do about it besides point it out. The man who bears the title “President” has taken our thousand points of light and trampled them into the dust. And he is protected in his position by fear and greed, and by the fact that politicians, not we the people, have the only power to remove him.

How easy it seems to be for his followers to discount his words and actions. He tries on the trappings of fascism, and they say, “He’s just joking.” He attacks our allies (those who hold democracy dear) and lauds authoritarian dictators, and they say “He knows what he’s doing.” He locks children, separated from their parents, in holding pens and they say, “They were breaking the law.”

Those children, some newly born, were breaking the law. Think about that. The law is more important than ethical violations, than morally evil actions. The difference between law and morality is that morality addresses the right action — above and beyond the letter of the law. The law is not always right — Hitler’s actions against the Jews were legal.

I am frightened. I am afraid this drought will kill us.

Kansas City, 2065

Sometimes, I worry about climate change, and fear we have come to the point of no return. I deal with this in a distinctly Buddhist way, telling myself it is what it is, as I have limited control over climate.

However, that doesn’t mean I cannot change the future in my books:

Berkeley, a time traveler hiding in the parched Chaos of Kansas City 2065, sends his protege Ian Akimoto back to 2015, purportedly to protect Berkeley’s former protege, Kat Pleskovich. Kat, the top daredevil in the game Voyager, doesn’t trust this enigma from the future, but when he warns her during a sabotaged Voyageurs stunt called “jumping time”, Ian gives her the chance she needs to survive. After several attempts on their lives, Kat and Ian, with the help of Berkeley, deduce that Harold Martin and Wanda Smith, Kat’s friends, are behind the attempted murders. With the help of Berkeley and Kat’s estranged mother, Agnes Faa Pleskovich, they discover that the archived notes of the Voyageur’s files reveal a pattern among the daredevil deaths. Then, when Berkeley sets them to deciphering Time Physics, a tome that Ian’s deceased parents wrote, Kat and Ian discover a plot that runs from 1930’s Kansas City to the environmental devastation of 2065, and a possible way to reverse it …

Yes, this is a magic solution to climate change — find its historical roots and keep it from happening. But the story allowed me to explore a ten-year drought and its effects — monocultures of adaptive but noxious giant hogweed in empty lots; bombed and burned-out buildings from civic unrest; lawlessness and evidence that the rich hole themselves away in bunkers hoarding water. It also gave me the opportunity to create consistent rules for time jumping and changing the future and develop underground subcultures for the Travellers (in this case time travelers) and Voyageurs (daredevil time travelers).

If only the reality was this easy to fix.