Whenever a major hurricane threatens the United States, they always give it the most boring of names. As a geek, I get quite pedantic about naming standards, and I think this one isn’t nearly interesting enough.
The latest – Hurricane Irene? C’mon, Irene? I swear we can do better.
I think – and hear me out here, that hurricanes should be given drag queen names. That’s right. If something’s gonna blow and scare the fuck out of a large group of largely conservative Americans, it should be named after a drag queen.
So, in preparation for 2012’s Hurricane Season, I’m suggesting the following:
- Hurricane Amber Alert
- Hurricane Barb Debris
- Hurricane Connie Lingus
- Hurricane De Flaytable
- Hurricane Emma Roids
- Hurricane Windy Blows
- and so on.