Bigger problems

Cows have washed up on a NSW Mid North Coast beach after being swept down a creek and out to sea by floodwaters.

Nearly 50,000 people have been left isolated by the weather and hundreds have needed to be rescued.

Record flood levels were broken at Taree, where the Manning River surpassed the 1929 record of 6 metres.

It makes me feel a bit silly to have been whittering about missing my kids and clearing out cupboards.

Although, at least I’m not a climate change denier, that would be much sillier.

In other disturbing news, the US government may have put migrants from countries such as Myanmar and Vietnam on a deportation flight to South Sudan.

The US State Department has a Level 4 travel advisory for South Sudan, warning Americans not to travel there due to “crime, kidnapping, and armed conflict.”

Horrifying.

And here I was thinking accepting Trojan horse gifts and posting on social media about hating Taylor Swift were new lows.

Now I know I tend to catastrophize, but the news has been sounding a bit end of days.

Does this excerpt from Timothy remind you of anyone?

“There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people.”

And on that cheery note, I’m taking tomorrow off from blogging. I’ve been a bit dull of late, so I’ll regroup and re-energise and be back full of vim next week.

Stay safe and dry.

Song of the day: REM “It’s the end of the world”