We close today with a Pwerto Reekan story. The El Faro cargo ship departed Jacksonville Florida just as Hurricane Joaquin was transforming from tropical storm to 'cane. The keen intelligence for which all of PR is renowned acted as a "hidden hand" guiding the pilot right into the eye of the storm which lept from a tropical storm to a Category 1 hurricane, then a Category 2 then a tres on the verge of a cuatro. The intrepid Puerto Rican ship and pilot, bolstered by machismo, subpar IQ and perhaps some of the Island's famous rum did not change course as the forecast changed, plowed on, right into the fucking eye of Joaquin where it went down. Down. Down. Down. Taking 33 lives with her. Brilliant move, El Faro, capitain, brilliant fucking move.