How ironic that immediately following hurricane...

How ironic that immediately following hurricane Ike's strike on Mission Control, all control over the world's financial system was lost.

[A curious wreck] was forecast last year on October 8th, in the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour ...

"Shred the sail of the closest ship to home, and bring down her mast. Her captain stands on the shore of the sea, weeping, because he would not listen to his ghost. A company of crabs cannot console him. His stated affairs dashed to pieces on the sand. "No where to land," he repeats, "no one to save." The wreck a corpse, strewn with islands of pain. Diminished not by the tide or the terrier, who stops to smell the rotting wood.