Me, Chicken Little, and Irene

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Were you in Irene’s path?

The forecasts conjured apocalyptic visions of NYC transformed into New Atlantis – flooding in the streets, power outages, tunnels full of water.

The subways were shut down. The buses stopped. Millions of people were ‘trapped’ on the island.

Apocalypse?

Instead of an apocalypse, we got some rain, a small storm surge, and some wind. I’ve been out in a small boat (28 ft) in a nor’easter that was worse. The only damage I can see from my window is a few broken branches. A neighbor’s yard flooded, but dried up fairly quickly.

The dire predictions didn’t come true. The news people seemed almost disappointed that it wasn’t worse.

The sky is falling?

My question: when faced with a big business problem, or an error, is it better to scare everyone?  Shout that the sky is falling? Or advise people of the situation, apologize or make recommendations to fix it, and then do so.

On the other hand, in one week, we’ve had an earthquake and a hurricane.  What’s next?  Zombies?

What do you think?

2 thoughts on “Me, Chicken Little, and Irene

    • Nope, only certain times of day and neighborhoods. Say, the East Village at 8 AM on a Sunday morning. 🙂

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