There used to be a comfort that came from watching the weather on television. Not the theatrical storm chasing coverage or the panicked breaking news scroll. I mean the old kind. The local forecast. Blue and orange graphics rolling through temperature highs, humidity readings, and multi-day outlooks, all set to early 90s light jazz. If you grew up watching cable in the eighties or nineties, you know exactly what I mean.I spent a lot of time with that channel as a kid. Something about it was really calming. I could tune in before school, or late at night, and it would just be there, cycling through the current conditions, extended forecast, and local radar. There was no anchors, no opinions, just data rendered in that chunky digital typeface with the sun icon and the little cloud graphic. It made the world feel a little more organized.It took me a few years to realize I missed it. By the time I noticed it was gone, it had been gone a while. But those screens stuck with me, and judging…
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