If you're into schadenfreude like me, one of the pleasures of living on the West Coast is the casual attention you can pay to stories about hurricane season on the East Coast. Is it funny? Not at all. But I've lived most of my life in the South, and have endured more than my share of hurricanes and resulting property damage. It's very relaxing to not have your life interrupted by weather reports.
And now comes Katrina. Tropical Storm Katrina is bullying the Florida coastline and could touch land some day soon. And I've begun taking a slight interest, as my parents are visiting family on the East Coast this week. They're probably out of harm's way in Delaware, but it's a small reminder of how a natural phenomenon can wreak havoc on the nation's lower latitudes and only cause a minor inconvenience to those who live up north.
I'm convinced there's something karmic there, but I have no idea what the Caribbean islands and the American South did in the past to repeatedly take the hit on behalf of the Western hemisphere.