This weekend marked Southern California's first "big" rainstorm in the past 3 years. And in the apparent SoCal fashion, people lost their shit when the sky turned gray and the ground went damp.
New Yorkers, you'll have to forgive me for using the term "big storm" very loosely. I use it more in reference to the usual weather than I do in terms of actual severity. In North-East terms, this was more of a "scattered showers" kind of event. You know, the kind you brake 10 feet earlier, turn your wipers on LOW, and otherwise have a normal daily commute. To any Mid-Westerners reading this, I imagine this storm equated the thought of a slight drizzle on your way to work.
But for some reason, San Diegans thought it was the coming of Ragnarok, and promptly panicked and forgot how to drive in a straight line. There were over 450 accidents in San Diego County alone! I'm fairly certain there were fewer accidents than that on I-81 during Thanksgiving weekend, when snow came down by the foot anywhere above Syracuse. And that accident was just for yesterday! Who knows how many more have happened today during weekend traffic. I for one refuse to leave my house for fear of someone flipping their car trying to avoid a puddle.
Now, I will say that while the weather around the city did not warrant this level of anarchy, there were some serious mud slides outside the city that were pretty serious, and I don't want to lump those people actually affected by the storm with those who just don't know how to drive on anything but bone-dry asphalt. To the former, I'm sorry your driveway turned to quicksand. To the latter, feel free to drive through a puddle. I promise, it won't send your car spinning. Probably.
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