Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You know, when the Great Barack Drought of '12 got underway about the beginning of May, it was predicted it might be as bad as the drought of 1988, one of those usual standard run-of-the-mill cyclical droughts.
By mid-May, a couple of weeks later, it was predicted that oops, it might be as bad as the drought of 1966, one of those usual standard run-of-the-mill cyclical droughts, although worse, and over a long cycle.
In early June, it was re-predicted that this one might be as bad as the Grandfather of all droughts, the big one of 1956.
At the end of July, it was announced that the Great Barack Drought of '12 had topped the Great-Grandfather of all droughts, the one in 1934.
There's generally at least one year of drought out of every seven, in the Upper Great Plains.
It follows a natural cycle, smaller cycles inside of larger cycles that are hundreds of years in between.
There is no one alive who ever endured a drought such as the Great Barack Drought of '12; as far as historians and geologists can determine, the last time it was as bad as July 2012 in Nebraska was in the early 1820s, and before that, circa 1615 and about 1433-1435.
I recall as a child, being told about the dire drought in the northeastern United States during the late 1960s; all these people in New York, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, whatnot, running around like a bunch of chickens with their heads cut off, scared shitless because they thought they were going to run out of water forever.
Stupid blue-staters, I thought at the time--even though only a child!--don't they understand that nature moves in cycles?
And a few years later, the northeastern United States was inundated, and the idiot blue-staters thought they were going to be washed out to sea, there was so much water.
Bah, humbug.
