The Wind From Nowhere

An impenetrable wall of wind sprang up in Canberra about 8.30 this morning and hasn't let up since. This, my scared and perhaps fevered mind tells me, is the future of weather on this planet, and I don't like it. In fact, it, like, totally freaks me out. Clearly, I read too many J G Ballard "novels" (many so prescient they might better be termed "premature histories") as an impressionable teenager.