The Skies Tonight...

 

Hi!

The skies where I live, tonight, don't look like this.

They are filled with smoke from the fires hundreds of kilometers away. We are made to tolerate the inconvenience and discomfort that this smoke brings. We cough a bit, need to limit outdoor activity, we need to be a bit careful.

The people who live at ground zero? They are evacuated, they are in real danger of losing their homes, and their lives. The wind is the enemy, as is the lack of rain. They are having issues getting fire planes into the air because a few asshats won't pull their drones from the sky! Got forbid you miss getting clicks on insta! You're better than that! Once they put names to the drones, you'll go viral all right, but not in the way you were hoping. 

Do better!

If you have been issued an evacuation order, please do it! There is not one possession on this planet worth burning for. 

Wildfires are getting bigger, more often, and are starting earlier in the season. It's definitely scary.

Sending all kinds of good wishes to all of the residents, firefighters, pilots, and all others to get through this safely.

When California was recently in flames, Canada didn't hesitate to send some serious help. Period. 

I'll leave that right there.

Now....

On a much lighter note...

Have I told you about my sudden obsession with the noble TACO?

Have I told you about my new love for certain acronyms?

Have I told you about my new appreciation for well-constructed memes?

Have I told you about my discovery of the renewed popularization of chicken?

Have I told you about my love and respect for good, solid sarcasm?

No? For some reason these things have kind of happened within the last few days.

Did you know a President can't arrest people because they make fun of him? Using Brandon as precedent.

So I guess one statement could sum up all of the above...

Please leave when it becomes so completely obvious that you should.

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May the skies clear, the wind become a whisper, and the rain drench the flames.

May all who are in its grip, flee, leave the fight for the trained fighters, this is no game.

May you find you and yours are safe once this inferno is extinguished, once this terror subsides.

May this soon become a memory, something to work through, no longer something you must survive. 

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