At 6 am, with great trepidation, we opened the kitchen door. How much snow would be piled up? How much snow would we have to shovel in order for Scout to do her thing?
There’s only an inch or so of snow out there. The big old nor’easter, though still pounding away at the eastern reaches of the Northeast, was a bust here.
I am not one to berate our local weather guys, who are the ones I rely on for a sane, thoughtful forecast. All of the models predicted a major event and, to their credit, they predicted a large amount of snow, but always referenced the instability of the forecast and the fact that it could change. I’m just grateful that people in my neck of the woods are safe and have power.
Armchair quarterbacking on weather forecasts is not for me. Yes, the Weather Channel tends to run toward hype. But even in their case, I have to believe the intentions behind all of it are basically sincere.
I say all this because our local guys have a Facebook page where they post updates in addition to the ones on their website and there are lots of snarky comments there this morning. In response, I posted one that said: Shut Up. Be grateful that these guys work for hours and hours trying to give us the best possible information. Be grateful that we dodged a bullet. Be grateful you are safe.
I’m sick of snarky. Everyone’s a critic nowadays on the internet. Everyone has a snarky comment or two or three. Everyone says hurtful things. It’s so easy, in these days of a keyboard, a mouse, and a public forum where everyone can spout supposed witticisms that really only serve to hurt.
From the Urban Dictionary: Snark. Noun. Combination of ‘snide’ and ‘remark.’
Snarky is lazy. It masquerades as wit, but isn’t funny at all.
One of my favorite lines from The Newsroom, and one that creator Aaron Sorkin has used in interviews, as well, is:
“Snark is the idiot’s version of wit, and we’re being polluted by it.”
Amen. We are being polluted by it.
Mean-spirited comments on blog posts. Mean spirited comments on forums. Mean spirited comments on news sites. Mean spirited comments on sports sites. And mean spirited comments on 24 cable news programming.
And of course, I don’t mean literally ‘everyone.’ But there’s sure a lot of it out there.
Noel Coward, a true wit, would be turning over in his grave.
Hey, I don’t mind a reasoned and fair critique. That kind of dialogue can be valuable for all concerned. We need that.
But snark? No and no. Snark is just a cheap shot. Snark has no intention other than to hurt.
End of sermon on this miraculously blizzard-free, snow-free morning.
I am grateful. I know that weather can turn on a dime. I thank everyone for doing their absolute best to forewarn us of possible danger.
Mother Nature can be fickle. I get it.