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So I’m sitting here packing my brain with useless information gleaned from the idiot box when I stumble upon a show about a man who built an armored car to drive into a tornado.

Into a tornado.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I am planning at some point in my life to go storm chasing and follow thunderstorms around the midwest just to satisfy my own curiosity about what I see as the ultimate proof of Human insignifigance before nature. That being said, this guy actually drives into a swirling mass of windblown air, dirt, cows, barns, trees, tractor-trailers, houses, dogs and what-the-hell-ever the 250 mph wind scoops up from the ground simply to video tape what it is like.  I’m not really sure I can fathom the impulse to drive something into that. In fact, let me save you a pair of shorts, tornado man:

F*@&ing scary.  That is what it’s like.

There, I said it. Now you don’t have to kill yourself trying to figure that out.
Likewise, I don’t get the people who fund him. As someone who would love to have the money to fund scientific expeditions (or, you know, buy groceries), I can’t see myself saying “hey, you are going to go do something with my money that stands a real possibility to get you killed, so here, have at it” and showering him with not only ungodly amounts of cash, but a really expensive IMAX video camera.  I really can’t.

Who knows, maybe I’m just jealous that I’m not the dude getting paid to traipse all over the country side chasing clouds (I am).