Think I'll fire up the truck, turn the air conditioner wide open and smoke another pack of cigarettes.
That ought to fix things.
The primitives as usual are just being stupid, and they do know it.
It's a perverse psychological quirk of theirs; they know it, but like it, being stupid.
Last night, the whole of Nebraska was slammed by storms. If those same storms had happened in blue states and blue cities, they would've been obscured by the man-made structures, the clutter, the congestion of those places, no one seeing what they really were.
In ten minutes, a typical--an average, a run-of-the-mill--thunderstorm in the Sandhills of Nebraska unleashes the energy, over an area 10 miles x 10 miles, of
tens of millions of Hiroshimas in
ten minutes (fortunately nearly all of which stays up there, rather than coming down here; otherwise living things on earth would become immediately extinct).
The primitives don't see the power of nature, and how it's enormously more than the combined powers of man, because the primitives' view of the world is limited; they usually see only outside the rectangular basement window near the computer, looking at the concrete foundation of the house next door. That's all they see, and so they think that's the whole world.
These aren't from last night--last night was extraordinary--and these are only average typical run-of-the-mill thunderstorms in the Sandhills of Nebraska (the same of which undoubtedly occur over urban Pennsylvania or New Jersey, but view of them's obscured by all the man-made things around them).

An average ordinary run-of-the-mill thunderstorm in the Sandhills of Nebraska.

An average ordinary run-of-the-mill thunderstorm in the Sandhills of Nebraska.

An average ordinary run-of-the-mill thunderstorm in the Sandhills of Nebraska.

An average ordinary run-of-the-mill thunderstorm in the Sandhills of Nebraska.

An average ordinary run-of-the-mill post-thunderstorm in the Sandhills of Nebraska.
The same sorts of things exist in the skies over anywhere from South Carolina to California, from Maine to Arizona, but because the view's obstructed by man-made things, one can't see them.
Man is nothing, not even his most malicious endeavors, nothing at all, when compared with the powers of the earth and nature and God.