30 years ago, I remember a hurricane heading toward Long Island, and people directly in its path on Fire Island throwing hurricane parties instead of evacuating. Luckily, the hurricane turned away and they all lived. Today I turned on the TV to see a wind surfer in Florida being blown up into the air and smashed into a building, currently in critical condition. Luckily, he lived.
What goes on in the minds of people who want to go out and have fun in hurricanes?
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