The Perfect Panic Pusher Storm

From the front of Weather.com, a perfect storm of threat, alert action and red-ness.

Man, did I get this 2012 prediction wrong back at the beginning of the year:

“People will start growing tired of being panic junkies, so they’ll do one or both of two things: 1. Stop listening to panic-pushers. 2. Seek self-treatment for their panic addiction. Here’s my theory: One doesn’t necessarily have to be optimistic to make it through challenging times. However, if one responds to challenges with panic, failure is a sure bet. Some form of plodding realism, moving through challenges rather than away from them, is the only way I know that works. Yet we live in an era when lots of people seem to be panic junkies. Perhaps to the point where they seek out not-just real panics, but also crave artificial panics, like when you buy a ticket for a ride on a roller-coaster. Fox News and the New York Times are equally at fault for dishing out news in the form of outlier-anecdotes about new diseases or some obscure regulation that make the exception appear to be the norm. There are no longer mere storms — there are killer-storms. The word crisis is applied to anything that can be scrawled across the bottom of a TV screen. Perhaps this is more a wish than a prediction, but at some point, we’ve got to stop puffing on this panic. I’m voting that 2012 be the year this starts.

Oh well, at least I labeled it “wishful thinking” and not “a prediction.”

The current panic-pushing build-up by the usual suspects (Weather Channel, CNN, Fox, et al) related to Hurricane Sandy is so over-the-top it will take a storm of apocalyptic proportions to live up to the hype.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m concerned with Hurricane Sandy. According to a Facebook app created by Weather.com, I can access a list of friends who are in the pathway of the storm (anyone east of the Rockies, apparently). And without Weather.com, I know my daughter is in its path, along with every other resident of Manhattan. A daughter in the path of Frankenstorm is enough to engage me, so I’m not pretending this is merely a spring (fall?) shower. (I’m tracking the news via Twitter friends in its path, the Hurricane Sandy Wikipedia entry, and this list of Hurricane Sandy resources being updated by my friend at Laughing Squid, Scott Beale.

But, people. Are we such wimps? Do we need to live in such a perpetual state of fear, flitting from one crisis to another?

Even if the storm is as bad as predicted, causing human tragedy and economic loss, I promise, we, as a nation and human race and galaxy and universe to infinity and beyond , will survive.

Life as we know it is not over. Really. I promise.

I mean, really. Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?