I am
a storm chaser and I hate tornadoes. I hate them because they are
monsters, even more so because they are beautiful monsters with an
irresistible, mesmerizing attraction that both confuses my emotions
and challenges my ethics. Moore has jolted me out my my stupor!
I was
on a storm chase along the Red River when the first pictures of the
devastation in Moore showed up in my social media feeds. And
inexplicably, I began to search those same feeds for pictures or
video. Just how screwed up that response was became overwhelming
clear as I watched news media reports documenting the frightened
screams of school children searching for their parents after the
monster did its devilish work. I saw pictures of parents and
teachers with bloodied faces carrying their precious little loved
ones.