I’ve been holed up at the Holiday Inn Express for the past few days.
Note to self: NEVER stay at a Holiday Inn Express again.
After almost 24 hours in the dark, I can’t begin to tell you how thankful I am for heat, electricity and potable water.
But you know what I’m really grateful for?
When Sandy first hit creating the blackout and taking out my internet, I thought I’d be fine.
Both my phones were 4G LTE and my iPad was a 3G.
Who needs wifi?
But Sandy’s devastation took out cell towers too.
And my sanity with them.
If you thought making calls was challenging, getting on the internet using a cellular signal was virtually impossible.
If you could access the internet, trying to get anything to download was like Chinese water torture.
We’re not even going to talk about what this was doing to battery life.
I found myself despairing for lack of connectivity.
How would I survive?
Woe is me!!
Luckily there was a vacancy at the HIE, and I found my salvation.
But others were not so lucky.
As I turned on the boob tube, I saw Sandy’s true devastation.
Breaking news stories talked about people’s desperate attempts to keep their devices powered.
One station talked of one boy’s ordeal trying to get uptown to a charging station.
With no buses or subways running, there was little he could do.
He offered his two drained and useless devices, like Christ showing his crucifixion wounds to wary disciples, as proof.
I could watch no more.
I quickly turned the channel to reruns of the King of Queens.
That Kevin James is a hoot.
A world without electricity?
Sure you’re right.
What…are we going to descend into lawlessness?
Fight at gas pumps, loot empty stores and homes, and run amuck in the streets?
Wait a minute…
Who would have thunk that the creators of Revolution were really onto something?