But natural disasters happen. Everywhere. Literally every place in the world has natural disasters unique to its particular clime.
Sand storms, earthquakes, hurricanes, flash floods, tsunamis, blizzards, droughts, volcanoes, landslides, avalanches. You name it, it happens.
I don’t think it’s necessary to wax on and on about how horrible the present natural disaster is compared to the last one when we’ll only need to wait a year or two for the next horrifying disaster to happen. It’s the cycle of life. Shit happens.
When you live on a flood plane, or under a levee, or in the continental north, or in a place literally named “tornado alley,” one must expect things to happen. You have two options;
1. Stop living there. Boom. Problem solved. Until you encounter the disasters of the new area you moved to.
2. Calm down, have a Coke and a smile, rebuild your house for the fifteenth time, and deal with it.
Sorry, not sorry.