We're "whistling past the graveyard" here in the Sunshine State. We're one or two major hurricanes away from an economic disaster of biblical proportions. It's the insurance crisis. We have not priced in the "risk" of climate disasters in Florida, even as that risk has grown and the state has (over) developed to place even more property in harm's way. The size of the impending disaster has grown in two dimensions. More powerful hurricanes. More property to destroy.

But folks are beginning to notice.

Seriously, if you're even thinking of moving to Florida, don't. And if you live here and can get out, do so. We're kinda stuck. So we hold our breath every year, hoping this one won't be the "big one."

Not a great way to live. But I learned long ago that everything you have can be taken away from you.

And all we ever really have are moments to live, and each other.

Originally posted at Nice Marmot 06:33 Friday, 22 March 2024