The tornado
THE POSTSCRIPT, Carrie Classon
My friend Wally and I have a fractious relationship. This is no secret.
Wally has said he thinks optimistic people like me are self-deluded, always looking for reasons to be happy when there is a lot to worry about and not much to celebrate.
Wally used the metaphor of a tornado. He said that people like me would be down in the storm shelter — right beside him — but would ignore the destruction the tornado left behind.


