NORMAN — Well, it happened again recently and will probably happen again before this season is over.
Every single time the threat of bad weather comes, common, ordinary, law-abiding, God-fearing citizens come out of the woodwork to rush to the grocery store. In an eye-popping panic worthy of the best horror film, they set their sights on hoarding basic commodities.
In days gone by, my son was a stock boy and then later a cashier at a local supermarket. He witnessed this anomaly occur on more than a few occasions.
Why do grown-up, adult people suddenly throw caution to the wind and push to the front of the crowd for the last loaf of bread, gallon of milk, sack of potatoes or pound of butter? Let’s face it. How many Rachael Ray meals can you conjure up with only those four ingredients?
I would probably hit the lunchmeat and cheese and junk food aisles. After all, if enough ice and snow come that you lose power as a result, you can always put your food stuff outside the back door.
I’m pushing toward 60 in a couple of years, and in my entire lifetime I have only experienced a handful of occasions when I was unable to drive to the store due to snowdrifts or heavy sheets of ice. And I’ve lived on farms, in the country, in town and in cities. Hurricanes, tsunamis and typhoons don’t usually hit this part of the country.
And good old-fashioned sand storms are more likely to occur in places where camels are the primary means of transportation — not four-wheel drive autos and heavy-duty, extended cab pickups.
The Lord God tells us in His word, “Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, ‘Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.’ So we say with confidence, ‘The Lord is my helper;’ I will not be afraid.” — Hebrews 13:5-6