I had been planning to work on some Jeep skidplate designs this morning, but it started raining in the pre-dawn. Still hasn’t stopped. So I resorted to heading over to my campus office and fiddling with an article on a medieval King Arthur poem that I’ve been writing off and on for a few years.
Yes, I was relaxing.
Anyhow, when I stepped out the office door to start walking back home, I was surprised to find that the sidewalk outside had disappeared. The parking lot beyond it was a deepwater lake, with flipping dolphins playing in it.
Okay, there weren’t dolphins, but there sure as heck wasn’t much of a parking lot anymore. A full day of downpour combined with a rising tide — plus an elevation of, I don’t know, two — was flooding our fair city.
The rain is starting to abate now, but high tide was only a few minutes ago. It’ll be several hours, I’m sure, before the water really starts to pull back. Likely there won’t be much damage do anything, since this is the Lowcountry and folks are sort of used to it, but I’ll be curious about the debris piles left behind.
I’ve seen the models predicting coastal flooding due to rising sea levels along SC, NC, and VA through the rest of this century. As much as you love your job, it might be prudent to begin seeking future employment opportunities considerably further inland.
This is not an attempt at humor.
Oh, I know. It’s astonishing that the danger is so little known down here.
Probably because a high percentage of the population believes that global climate change is a figment of Al Gore’s imagination.