Coincidence or Total Cosmic Convergence!?!

The other morning before work I was reading Queer Pulp by Susan Stryker (why I was reading it will have to wait for another time). I had on NPR's Morning Editon and Karl Castle was reading the days top stories, but I wasn't really paying close attention. I was reading the chapter on lesbian pulp fiction writers of the 50/60's: Tereska Torres, Vin Packer, March Hasting, Ann Bannon, et al., when I heard Karl say, "In Germany they are piling sandbags on top of rain soaked dykes." Whoa. Talk about your lesbian pulp fiction.

I think I know how Roy Neary, Richard Dreyfuss's character in Close Encounters of the Third Kind , must have felt staring down at his mashed potato mountain. I could hear his nasal whine. "Ronnie, this is important. This means something!" Ah! Enigmatic Syncronicity!