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Hawaii has been spared the wrath of Hurricane Flossie

No, really.

What happened to real names?

What about Bessie, Camille, Aretha? These are names of gospel singers, lady truckers, probation officers. Women with whom you don’t fuck, or if you do it’s on their terms.

On the male side, you’ve got Raoul, Alexis, Luther, Hector or Benson. These are overtures for scary things. The names cast long, dark shadows in doorways. Noms de doom which could belong to international terrorists, which is kind of what hurricanes are.

What’s next, Tropical storm Tristram? Monsoon Percy? It’s a slippery slope to the Penelopes. I have written about hurricanes before, but this?

Flossie my arse.

Oh god no, Not like that.

Have a good weekend, you.

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