“How many warnings do you think you’re going to get, and how many warnings do you deserve? This hurricane that is coming thorough the East Coast, for anyone who’s in the East Coast and has been listening to me say ‘Food storage!’ ‘Be prepared!’ ‘Be somebody that can help others,’ you’ve heard me say this for years. People have made fun of me. That’s fine, I don’t care. I’ve been telling you, ‘Don’t be in a panic situation.’ If you’ve waited, this hurricane is a blessing. It is a blessing. It is God reminding you — as was the earthquake last week — it’s God reminding you you’re not in control. Things can happen. Be prepared and be someone who can help others so when disaster strikes, God forbid, you’re not panicking.”

Apart from the innuendo that there is some sort of agency here, these wibblings make perfect sense. 'Prepare for disasters and you'll be more likely to be comfortable/survive'. It's certainly possible (although not necessarily probable) that there will be a worse natural disaster that could ---maybe--- befall you if you live in certain areas of the world. Anyone who has spent any amount of time in Japan will be aware of Earthquake Kits that you should prepare for yourself (hands up if you've ever bothered to make one).

If you then go on to argue that by a 'blessing' he is showing that things could have been (and maybe one day will be) even worse and that if you now prepare for said possible emergency you can hopefully save yourselves from a worst case scenario and also help others at that time, then he's kinda right really.

If you also replace the word 'God' with 'nature' or some other happenstance and negate the agency implied therein, then you have some sound advice from the crazy fuckhead. You are not in ultimate control of your life. Tomorrow, you could be run over by a car or shot by an idiot, raped by a blue whale, or squished by a piano, gored by a rhino, diced by a giant chef, drowned in jelly or die laughing but there are ways in which you can lessen the odds of such events occurring. (Or lessen the consequences should they occur)

Food storage and helping others are sensible things, it's just unfortunate that somehow he has managed to wrap it all up with a big sheet of bullshit.

He really is a crazy fuckhead btw.

A really, crazy fuckhead.

Feel free to carry on making fun of the crazy fuckhead.

But remember, even a stopped crazy-fuckhead clock tells the right time twice a day.

(Unless it's a stopped crazy-fuckhead digital clock, of course)