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You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows

Canada Free Press – by Judy McLeod

Folk don’t need ‘the weatherman’ to tell them what it’s doing outside.  They can just look out the window.

If you live in a small town or village and want to know what Mother Nature’s up to 30 miles down the road, email or telephone someone you know—or with today’s technology, even someone you don’t know.

The weather has been the main topic of conversation for centuries.  

An imaginary scene in the 1700s: Average folk are at the McDonnell house celebrating a newly-christened baby.  As guests gather around the tea table waiting for a slice of the well-iced christening cake, Jake Jones is asked about his latest trip to his estate.  “Did you run into any highway men along the route?” he is asked.  “Not a one, but it began raining cats and dogs at the Bogart Rd., and my horse was blinded,” said Jones.

Back in those days of yore, the best way to determine the weather was looking out the window, reading the clouds, gauging the wind and contemplating the seas.

This was before opportunists who make their living on the weather came up with scare terms such as “polar vortex”.  Today’s boob tube “weather critters” come up with fanciful names for hurricanes and tornadoes.  Back then “that blankety-blank storm from out of the blue” was a good enough name for the latest storm.

As unpredictable as any politician, the weather was something bound to be exploited by opportunistic scam artists.  (Think algore).

They’ve pinned the weather to global warming/climate change.  It’s transformed from “Don’t forget your brolly” to “10 minutes outside without the proper clothing can kill you”.  Politics of the day has made weather the best tool of mass exploitation.

Even unrepentant domestic terrorists like Billy Ayers took advantage of the weather in the name of the organization that he co-founded, commonly known as The Weather Underground Organization (WUO), an American radical left organization founded on the Ann Arbor campus of the University of Michigan.  The group became known colloquially as the Weathermen. (Wikipedia).

All the Weathermen ever wanted to do was to toss bombs and overthrow the US government.  Today all they want is to muzzle the dissidents who fight that government.

The Weathermen took its name from the lyric, “You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows”, from the Bob Dylan song, “Subterranean Homesick Blues”.

You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows was the title of a position paper they distributed at an SDS (Students for a Democratic Society) convention in Chicago on June 18, 1969.  This founding document called for a “white fighting force” to be allied with the “Black Liberation Movement” and other radical movements to achieve “the destruction of US imperialism and achieve a classless world”: world communism.”

The Weathermen disintegrated after the United States reached a peace accord in Vietnam in 1973, after which the New Left declined, though Wikipedia notes a citation is needed.

Since 2008, Weathermen co-founder Billy Ayer’s pal Barack Hussein Obama has stepped as the repackaged weatherman.

Worse than any other storm wreaking havoc is Polar Vortex BHO.  If you want to see what’s happening outside your windows, just take off the blinders and look out.


Judi McLeod is an award-winning journalist with 30 years’ experience in the print media. A former Toronto Sun columnist, she also worked for the Kingston Whig Standard. Her work has appeared on Rush Limbaugh,, Drudge Report,, and Glenn Beck.

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One Response to You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows

  1. Jolly Roger says:

    Johny’s in the basement
    Mixing up the medicine
    I’m on the pavement
    Thinking about the government
    The man in the trench coat
    Badge out, laid off
    Says he’s got a bad cough
    Wants to get it paid off
    Look out kid
    It’s somethin’ you did
    God knows when
    But you’re doin’ it again
    You better duck down the alley way
    Lookin’ for a new friend
    The man in the coon-skip cap
    In the big pen
    Wants eleven dollar bills
    You only got ten.

    Maggie comes fleet foot
    Face full of black soot
    Talkin’ that the heat put
    Plants in the bed but
    The phone’s tapped anyway
    Maggie says that many say
    They must bust in early May
    Orders from the DA
    Look out kid
    Don’t matter what you did
    Walk on your tip toes
    Don’t try, ‘No Doz’
    Better stay away from those
    That carry around a fire hose
    Keep a clean nose
    Watch the plain clothes
    You don’t need a weather man
    To know which way the wind blows.

    Get sick, get well
    Hang around an ink well
    Ring bell, hard to tell
    If anything is goin’ to sell
    Try hard, get barred
    Get back, write Braille
    Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you failed
    Look out kid
    You’re gonna get hit
    But users, cheaters
    Six-time losers
    Hang around the theaters
    Girl by the whirlpool
    Lookin’ for a new fool
    Don’t follow leaders
    Watch the parkin’ meters.

    Ah get born, keep warm
    Short pants, romance, learn to dance
    Get dressed, get blessed
    Try to be a success
    Please her, please him, buy gifts
    Don’t steal, don’t lift
    Twenty years of schoolin’
    And they put you on the day shift
    Look out kid
    They keep it all hid
    Better jump down a manhole
    Light yourself a candle
    Don’t wear sandals
    Try to avoid the scandals
    Don’t wanna be a bum
    You better chew gum
    The pump don’t work
    ‘Cause the vandals took the handles.

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