"Even small pieces can kill."
The beloved Joni Mitchell song Big Yellow Taxi is most famous for its lyric “they paved paradise and put up a parking lot.” An apt rendering of our modern age, it is sometimes difficult to imagine what this world must have been like before we totally dominated it. Before we imposed our mighty will upon its feeble strictures. But Hawaii has provided a glimpse of unpaved paradise these last few months.
There have been devastating rainfall and floods on the garden isle of Kauai. There has been a vicious concession grab on Oahu’s Waikiki and now a volcano is threatening the entirety of the Big Island.
For many years tourists have swooned as Kilauea has danced for their pleasure. Little mini eruptions, lava flows to the sea, steam etc. It is, in point of fact, the world’s most active volcano and has been since man has waltzed the earth.
Things had, anyhow, been getting more serious with Kilauea all month with larger sulfurous belches and lava flows burning fields, houses and roads. Then on May 17 the volcano blew its stack sending poisonous ash 30,000 feet into the air and also “lava bombs” which caused the first reported injury. And let us read:
A Hawaii man standing on his third-floor balcony was hurt Saturday when he was hit by lava spatter, becoming the first person injured by the Kilauea eruption.
The man’s leg was shattered from shin to foot as a result of the impact, according to Reuters. He has been identified as a homeowner on Noni Farms Road, but no additional information was immediately available.
“I heard the injury was quite bad, serious to his leg,” Hawaii County Civil Defense Administrator Talmadge Magno told the Honolulu Star-Advertiser.
Lava spatters “can weigh as much as a refrigerator and even small pieces of spatter can kill,” Janet Snyder, a spokeswoman for the Office of the Mayor, County of Hawaii, told Reuters.
I mean, son of a bitch. I would imagine, if you were lounging on your third floor Hawaiian balcony, that you would feel immune to nature’s wrath. What could get you all the way up there? What could possibly cause you harm besides a bad building superintendent or fussy doorman? Certainly not a lava bomb. But there we have it. A cruel twist of fate.
Before today I did not know that “lava bombs” existed but from henceforth I shall keep an ear out for their potentiality even though I can’t imagine any effort could thwart. Maybe paradise is fighting back. In the meantime, would you like to watch a short informational video narrated by a man with a soothing accent? These things help in times like ours.
Now that you are comforted would you like to watch a music video of 90s college band Counting Crows covering Big Yellow Taxi? Sorry. I am going to make you anyway.
Had to be done.
Great band, great song.
https://youtu.be/6NuV-cCuK2A
The last big lava flow destroyed Big Island’s best surf spot in Kalapana (beautiful blue, barreling right; set up near fresh water springs – all steamrolled by Pele). This current lava flow is getting a little too close to one our favorite surf zones.
I think she’s a WSL backer, and clearly wants you surf bums in the kookpond.
Poor guy. He’s on the balcony feeling good and next thing you know it BAM! He opens Stab.com on his cell and gets half his leg torn off…
Sade got me laid so much. God bless her.
I did not know there was a word “spatter”. If I had known this, I would not have spent my entire life using the word “splatter” with such reckless abandonment.
It’s a good one for interrupting and correcting your friends in the middle of their stories or sounding smart by correcting detectives while watching true crime docs with your significant other.
Ha!….Wait! You got others don’t you? Don’t be hoardin’ n shit! Where’s the list?
Reporting from Maui: everything is fine here except for the tourists getting Kook-of-the-Dayed by a medium south swell. Maybe I’ll get eaten by a shark though!
oooohhhhh this is a very good reporting! have fun dude! like, for all of us.
The entire Big Island is NOT threatened by the volcano—check your sources FAKE NEWS!!!!
I knew it. Russians are the worst!
Collusion!
But seriously, why hasn’t that whiny fuck finished counting his crows yet after all these years.And why isn’t he counting crows in that video instead of wandering around New York lip-syncing into a plastic microphone? And what the fuck is his obsession with crows? Is he racist?
What about grebes, spoonbills or bluetits? WILL NOONE THINK ABOUT THE BLUETITS?!?!
As long as Laird is safe that’s all that matters.
Laird has nothing to fear. Ever sence he has been drinking him nutri-coffee, he will kick that volcanos ass!
I wouldn’t be surprised to see Laird kite surfing an explosion, pioneering surf oxygen gas masks.
Pele reminding everyone who is boss.
What is it with North County San Diego’s obsession with Counting Crows? It’s like the crushingly pleasant climate has hypnotized a whole region into nostalgically worshiping aggressively banal music. Am I the only one to notice this?
We like them because he is the only person we can look to and feel masculine in comparison. Each one of his precious dreadlocks represents a penis we have lost while roaming the aisles of Whole Foods. This is the price we pay for living such a comfortable life.
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this actually makes perfect sense
Yep. That’s mine on the upper left hand side. The little crooked one.
Probably one of the most ridiculous comments ever, haha.
Looks like some tarantulas having an orgy.
Counting Crows are pioneers of the “adult complaint rock” genre.
“Welcome to Paradise, Now Get Kicked in the Shin by a Chunk of Hell”
This is why we compete against nature!
Cause she’s a big, fat meanie doo doo brain.