Journalism, journalism, journalism. My day was just eaten up with the stuff. <\/p>\n
All of the Sandy material in the world, it must be read, if not looked at. I find it harder and harder to look at hurricane damage. Tornado damage isn’t easy, but hurricanes, I’d rather just look away, if only I was allowed. Sometimes the work supersedes the want. Tornado damage, though, has a different scope. Devastating, sure, but to fewer people. The volume of a hurricane’s destruction is hard to comprehend and that can be a lot to bear. <\/p>\n
Tornadoes? Not quite as bad. Or at least that’s what I thought until the giant tornado carved a path between Tuscaloosa and Birmingham<\/a> last year. I’ve watched a lot of tornadoes. Chased a few, even. Seeing that monster on television<\/a> was hard to watch, though. This one<\/a>, from the ground during the same storm, I’ll never forget. The rotation is just behind the mall and you can tell from the shot how hard they were fighting against the wind. Those are just<\/em> tornadoes, though, right?<\/p>\n The humanistic response outweighs the journalistic impulse and I think I’d be happy never to cover a hurricane, thanks. Just look at the scale: <\/p>\n