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Courtesy of Mercury ad sales chap James Deeley comes this photo of destruction wreaked by yesterday’s “twister” in Vancouver:
TREE DOWN: Man still standing…
Some confusion has arisen in the Mercury office about the true definition of a “tornado” as opposed to a “twister.” Rather than consult Wikipedia, why not kick-start an argument on the subject?
“A tornado is hiding in your basement for an hour,” scoffs news editor Amy Ruiz, who at nine years of age was home alone with no cellphone when one touched down in her hometown of St.Paul, Minnesota.
“These people don’t know what a fucking tornado is,” hoots our esteemed editor Wm.Steven Humphrey. “A tornado is factories being ripped out of the ground.”
And massive loss of life, presumably. Your tornado and twister stories/opinions, please…
As the designated wanker, I feel obliged to point out that the 'Couve's airport code is VUO.
And, having grown up in the flat, flat plains/meadows of North Texas, I know what it is to fear a tornado. The Vancouver thing? Not so much.
VUO. There's always one.
A Twister has Helen Hunt in the middle of it. A Tornado takes you to the land of Linda Hunts.
I'm here all week!
Growing up I spent my summers in Minnesota. We had the occasional scare where a tornado would come close but only once could I see it and feel it.
I was in the driveway playing basketball and it started misting a little. Not enough to put me inside the house. I noticed the air got really still and a cool breeze started. The sky quickly got really gray and I noticed something really odd. I looked up and noticed that there were a layer of gray clouds sort of swirling one direction, and another set of clouds higher than those swirling in another direction. It was very eerie.
Being from Wyoming we didn't have much of this so I freaked. My mother and stepfather didn't flinch and continued doing whatever it was they were doing. I think I officially freaked when the air raid sirens started sounding.
I guess after all was said and done the tornado touched down about 3 miles from us. The town of Cokato ended up getting drilled and was declared a national train wreck or whatever it is they call it.
I have no idea how people get used to that stuff.
I grew up in Indiana. The first sign is when you can no longer hear birds or insects; they leave long before because they know first. Next thing, it feels like you're inside of a room although you're outside. Pretty eerie stuff.
A for reals tornado will suck a three story house out of the foundation, throw it the length of 3 football fields and turn it into toothpicks. That happened about 6 miles from my apartment once to a family of four that were inside at the time.
Nah, that thing in the Couv' was more of a vicious wind storm in my opinion. Big difference between blown over and sucked out of the earth and thrown.
Wow, lots of tornado boasting. Sorry this didn't measure for y'all. It seemed plenty scary to my family as 100 foot tall trees came crashing down all over the yard, barely missing the house. I'll be sure to let them know that they were pussies about it.
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Does this mean we all have to start buying mobile homes? I mean, even more so now?