Perspective

Some time in the next 18 months, your humble and obedient servant will pay truly astonishing sums of cash to people who will -- in return -- build for the Gentleman Farmer a new residence on the homestead in beautiful Fauquier County. The purpose of the project is to produce a large library to which no one but your host will be granted entry, with large doors opening onto a capacious second-story deck from which he may survey his property. Not incidentally, said deck will provide a clear field of fire covering anyone approaching from the county road, uphill all the way. You host looks forward confidently with the expectation of dropping stone dead on said porch some time in the next five years.

But I digress.

Before this clubhouse can be constructed, however, the present structure must be demolished: a two story, four bedroom, 2 1/2 bath home. Full basement. Attic. No, it is not permitted to ask why.

Quite a considerable sum of otherwise perfectly good currency is to be turned over to persons who will destroy said house and haul away the debris. No, really: I'm going to pay to throw away a house.

Which brings us to our point: How one feels about the potentially devastating effect of tornadoes depends upon your perspective. One man's path of utter destruction is another man's winning lottery ticket.