What's the "logic," if any, behind throwing a "Hurricane Party"?

I believe it’s something like they believe that is their home and they won’t run and give it up. Instead of just cowering in fear, they try to “mock” the storm by making a statement with a party. Also if they end up dead, they at least went out partying. Party=fun/good times.

This is only a guess but if I was crazy enough to try it, I’m sure that would be my reasoning.

I would stay in my home also, but not for the sole reason that I was going to party. I’d stay there to prevent looting, after the storm had passed.

*The Greateful Dead.
*To be or Not to be.
*1 is the loneliest number.
*Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha..Staying alive..Staying alive!

A party during a mild hurricane is really something to experience. You get to take a time out from civilization, test your mettle against the elements, and do it while drinking beer and chowing down with 20 of your best friends. “Nature” (the wind, rain and thrashing trees) is animated beyond your control, and you get the thrill of not being 100% sure that you’re safe and sound. Then the eye comes and you’re in this gentle mist but still knowing you have more danger to come. It’s a trip and a way to reconnect with the earth’s primal forces.

@keybo, the operative word is “Mild”. We’re in the path of Ike. I’m not sure that qualifies as mild. ;-)

Agreed.

IKE is not what I would term a “cause for celebration.”

It all started will the idea of, “We cook everything in the freezer and share with the neighbors because all frozen food will spoil because of power outages”. The party is also a last blowout incase you die. We say celebrate before you have to go through hell.

You are not celebrating the hurricane when you have a hurricane party. You are celebrating your family and friendships. Believe it or not, most folks can’t afford to leave their home when there is a hurricane. They stay home, which, often can be safer than shelters. The family gathers together to cook and take care of each other during the storm. The house is boarded up, there are generators, food cooking and people who are there for each other. That’s just the way it is done here.

I live twenty miles from the coast in Louisiana. If I did live directly on the coast, I would pack up and go to family where I currently live.

I figure, if it’s my time to go, it’s my time to go…may as well party and be happy with my friends & family, than hide away somewhere in a closet, worried and scared to death.

But, if it’s a mandatory evacuation, I’m leaving with the food, the drink, family & friends…life is just too short to be scared and worried all the time.

When death comes for you, it comes. It doesn’t matter what your doing or where your going, whether it be at a party or hidden in a closet, death calls your name your going…
I’d rather leave this world happy and full of food and wine, than lonely and scared with no friends and family around me. So if that storm is going to get me, I’ll be a bit fuller & happier and harder to move than when I was on a empty stomach and alone!

Good attitude, Woody.

But, knowing you the way I do (from your previous posts), I feel you’d strut up to any hurricane or thunderstorm, and spit, right in it’s “eye.”

@JackAdams…did I state anywhere in my post, I wanted to commit suicide?
No, that hurricanse will have to strut and come and get me…I am not strutting to it, geez I’m not that easy! I stated “death will come for me, I am not going to it!”

Ha-haha

As tough as you are (or, appear to be), I imagine that it would take much more than a mere hurricane, to end your life.

If I had to choose between you and a hurricane, I’d put my money on you, every time.

You have betted wisely, my little one…

Ha-HAHA….have a great day JackAdams….

The word is HUBRIS not LOGIC.

I heard on the news about a death in Corpus Christie this morning. A bunch of young people decided to walk out on a jetty to experience the storm. One guy was washed into the water and now Coast Guards men are out in the storm trying to retrieve the body.

For those who say they are going to stay with their homes, what happens if your home doesn’t stay with you? Is your life worth less than your big screen TV? And if you need to be rescued are you willing to be responsible for the possible injuries and deaths of rescuers?

The word is CHRISTI not CHRISTIE.

JackAdams we understand your greatest talent is spelling. I will personally nominate you for the Nobel Prize for Orthography!

and for SPELLING, too!

I’m honored…

From my experience, sometimes you don’t expect that it will still be a hurricane when it reaches you or that the storm will take the path it does, but suddenly classes are canceled for a day or work is done and you’ve been sent home. So you gather together with your friends and family and everyone brings over some water or beer or whatever. Because you have NOTHING ELSE TO DO and being with those you love is more comforting than being alone. And being together, maybe you’ll forget about the storm. And you won’t have to venture out after to see who made it.

Then the power goes and you’re stuck eating all the best stuff in the fridge before it goes bad. Those nice steaks you got on a great sale that you were saving for celebration? Must be had. The nice cheeses, the fancy foods, everything must be eaten or tossed, so you eat and save what you can and enjoy it all. Meanwhile, nature takes its toll around you.

We are obsessive evacuaters but I’ve still been through a number of hurricanes with parties to follow. Sometimes you just can’t help it. (Like that time in Richmond, VA. No one expected a HURRICANE to strike Richmond. Even if they did, they thought it would be bad rain, not still so strong.)

In 1982, I survived Hurricane Iwa, which passed to within 25 miles of Honolulu, Oahu, Hawaii.

The entire population could not escape it at all, because when you are on an island that is 2,300 miles in any direction from the nearest major land mass, then everyone has a party, because you can’t just get in a car and drive away, right?

Galveston-more than 48 hours evacuation order-1 million left, 90,000 remained. Anyone who ignores an evacuation order after Katrina is just asking for it.

Apparently some of the respondents have lived on the coast during one of these things and can give us the benefit of their experiences.
I live in Wilmington North Carolina which had the dubious distinction of being hit by a half dozen major hurricanes in a four year period from July 1996, (Bertha) to September 1999 (Floyd) with Fran mixed in there too in September 1996. We were jokingly called Hurricane Alley and the New England Whalers of the National Hockey League adopted the nickname ‘Hurrrcanes” when they moved to Raleigh around the end of this cycle.

The first thing that we did was find friends with whom we could wait out the stom. The key point was to find friends who lived in houses whose lots were devoid of trees which have the disconcerting habit of coming down during hurricanes and hitting the roof or the one car you couldn’t fit into the garage. We stayed less than a half mile from our house during most of these with one particular family.

We had a good time waiting for the storms, experiencing the storms and mercifully watiching it leave. Our house is 1.25 miles from the intercoastal waterway and 2.4 miles from the actual ocean, when you get past the barrier islands.

The aftermath of the storm is a bitch. The hurricane is a tropical depression and it brings with it hot and very sticky weather and of course, your air condiftioning is out.
There is a log of debris strewn across the front and back yards, stuff like branches, pine cones, the occasional roof tile. We never had more than minimal ($500.00) damage with any storm.
The power comes on in a day or two or three. Our power lines are buried but the main line is above ground and if there is a break anywhere in your grid all of the power is out.

You barbecue, you try to drink whatever beer you have before it gets warm. You see your neighbors cause most folks are not going to work for the next day or two.

The supermarkets open as soon as the power comes back on, they get re-stocked and life goes on.

That being said, none of these storms was forecast over category 2 although Fran turned into a 3 right at the end.
With advance knowledge of Ike coming near us, we would have headed to stay with friends outside of DC. Sometimes you need to be cautious about this stuff.

And if anyone is interested I can tell you what happens when your business floods twice in four yours with damage each time in excess of $2,000.000. HInt—- your insurance goes up.

SRM

i think they do it for the thrill of it. resulting to adrenaline rush. i think, its the same thing why people ride rollercoaster or do bungee jumps. life gets boring sometimes.