“Holy Shit!” just about describes it. Tornadoes are an Act of God.
The unthinkable happened, a tornado came to downtown Atlanta hopping and skipping and tearing up buildings, cars, and generally called panic and havoc.
A basketball tournament was suddenly halted. The tornado ripped off roofs, destroyed walls, threw metals beams around and out of all this, only a few minor injuries has been reported and no deaths!
Watching all the damage reports live on TV last night about midnight I was wondering about all the people stranded in downtown Atlanta. A lot of people were there that came by bus that was to be picked up by the same buses after the game, but the police said no one could enter the city – so how were the bus drivers to pick them up. Well, it could be worse – much worse.
I also thought about the Atlanta Zoo at Grant’s Park. The tornado hit within a couple of blocks of the zoo. The TV reporters showed a warehouse building that the force knocked down two walls and sent concrete blocks flying and steel beams being speared away. What if it had hit the Atlanta Zoo – like the primate house where the gorillas are kept at night or the Cat House where all the Tigers and Lions are kept. That would have livened their cage boredom!
At Spring Street and the street that runs by the old Rich’s and the Postal Federal Annex is the statue of Phoenix, rising from the ashes. The city is resilient and will rebuild itself, just like it did, after Sherman left.