Friday, August 26, 2011

Madness! Local Key Food Is A Wasteland... Underground Bunkers Next?

Oh, come on, people, it's a hurricane, not a nuclear invasion.

I just stopped by my neighborhood Key Food grocery to pick up a few items and you'd think the apocalypse was upon us, as if we were being ordered into our underground bunkers.

I stopped in figuring I'd make a big pot of chili to enjoy for the next couple days, easy enough to reheat on the gas stove in case there's no power.

As I walked the aisles, there was not a single loaf of bread nor a carton of eggs to be found. No ground beef (so I bought turkey; healthier anyway). Every single checkout line was open—a first at the Key—while there was a staffer directing folks through the express line, which must have been 25 deep, as if I was shopping at Trader Joe's.

Good lord almighty, last winter a blizzard passed through New York, dumping a foot of snow along with 40 mph winds. Public transit wasn't shuttered, life moved forward and New Yorkers acted like... New Yorkers, without so much as a blink.

If the media really has that much influence in creating such a wile of panic, I'm more afraid for the future of politics than any weather phenomenon. Can we please calm the hell down?