riders on the storms

In their endless battle to convince the hardpressed citizenry of Ireland that climate change is real, those lovable goons in the Irish Meteorological Service have named a new rain shower this week.

Giving them a name is meant to heighten the drama and convince people that the storm du jour is unlike any of the ten billion indistinguishably similar storms we've had throughout recorded history.

Storm Dylan is approaching accompanied by imminent predictions of ultimate doom for all mankind west of the Shaughnessy O'Toole line. (The imaginary line which divides Ireland's half wits from her quarter wits.)

Anyone under a centimetre in height is at serious risk of drowning.

Anyone above a centimetre in height may get slightly wet.
All bog men are advised to head for the mountains.
Mountainy men should take refuge in the nearest bog.

But how did they choose the name?

The answer my friend is blowing in the wind. The answer is blowing in the wind.
Arf arf.
Meanwhile the Electricity Company is doing its bit to promote fictional climate change as reality by keeping the Poulaphouca dam open regardless of the flooding it's causing in towns downstream.
This enables the national Stalinist abortionist broadcaster RTE to claim towns are flooding that never flooded before.
The Electricity Company when challenged on the matter claims that it must keep the dam open until the reservoir drops below a certain level, even though in the previous ten decades this level was not insisted upon whenever flooding was being caused downstream.
Hilarious no.

On a lighter note, plans by the Met Office to name every rain drop have been quietly shelved.

Seriously though, they're doing a brilliant job.

(Hey - Ghost Of David Frost note)

(Homage - Heelers note)