Late last night, and based on my Twitter feed alone, I suddenly realized that while there sure are a lot of former New Yorkers down in Florida — mostly the old and infirm, driving along our highways in tank-like cars, at speeds that barely approach those attained while riding a bicycle — there doesn’t seem to be a lot of Floridians up in New York. This is a sorry state of affairs, especially with a hurricane approaching our fair city. And as we begin to batten down the hatches, and as increasingly shrill anchorpersons fill our airwaves with talk of tropical weather patterns, I can’t help but wonder: Who will be the voice of reason, the bellwether of calm and clarity, during these dark and stormy times? Read more at The Huffington Post.