Before we had ‘snowpocalypse,’ it was just called ‘winter’
Wednesday February 5, 2014, 11:45 PM
By VIRGINIA ROHAN
RECORD COLUMNIST
Disruptive snow! Polar vortex! Thundersnow! Extreme weather event!
Whatever happened to the plain old winter snowstorm? If you grew up, say, in the 1960s, there was a simple drill when it snowed: Your parents listened to the radio to see if your school was closed. If it was, you proceeded accordingly — and with so little event that, as an adult, you probably don’t remember any individual snow day of your youth.
Today, television treats every advancing storm as if it’s the “snowmageddon” (or “snowpocalypse” or “snowzilla”). Meteorologists deliver forecasts — referencing American and European models as if it’s a competition — with the kind of gravity news operations once reserved for, say, the Cuban Missile Crisis.
With multiday forecasts, TV weather people start banging the drums days in advance of an approaching storm. Last winter, The Weather Channel even started naming major winter storms — mainly for hashtag purposes.
All this can seem excessive, especially in cases like the storm that hit us Tuesday going into Wednesday, which turned out to be far less severe than predicted with a range of 4.5 inches in Paramus to 7 inches in Ringwood, according to Bob Ziff, spokesman for North Jersey Weather Observers.
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We need more cowbell, no no salt.
To much or to many media people with nothing better to do.
Live link here would help expand the story for our readers to share, thanks.
Thanks James, help remind our readers here to bring their recyclables down to the end of their drive ways for easier pick up.
Our town employees have been working hard during this freeze period.
#4. I think you mean garbage. We already bring recyclables to the curb.
Er you mean garbage, #4. We always bring recyclables to down.
Look for the positive.
The storms have kept the breaking and entering incidents to a minimum….!
Yes the buglers go to towns where the snow is plowed so they can make a fast getaway.
Where is the Mayor of Roberts Street in all this? I want to hear from him.
When I was a kid ……..
In my day, we called nickles “bees” because they had pictures of bees on ’em. “Give me five ‘bees’ for a quarter”, we’d say. And, we’d tie an onion on our belt, because that was the style.
#9 the Robert St Mayor is nursing a sore back but will recover soon …
PS note to blog regulars.
Michael Sedon is a proud new papa of a baby boy.