When we lived in Homestead, I considered us all to be human electrodes. It doesn't take much in such flat area to be the ideal connection between the ground and sky. I remember a cop in a wet parking lot, all by himself stepping out of his car and getting zotted. No way would I be out on a beach or in the water when thunderheads loomed.
Who wants to be a human spark plug?
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I'm with you. I'm a Reaganite.