If you check the Drudge Report regularly, you already know, although for some reason Drudge didn’t make it his top story, instead highlighting some dismal stuff about Hillary’s campaign and her flying coach-class that nobody wants to read, not now, not a year from now, not ever. She’s simply the least fascinating person on the planet.

But down there in the corner, I’m sure you noticed what should have been the top story:

WORMS RAIN DOWN ON NORWAY!

Well, apparently, it’s happened before: ”This is not the only time an area experienc[ed] worms raining from the sky in Norway, with other cases found in Molde and Bergen, both in the south of the country.”

And scroll down to find other reports, contemporary and ancient, of frogs, fish, and apples, raining from the sky.

I guess the explanation is that storm winds are stronger than you think, and the reason for sets of similar things falling at once is that the uplifts “sort” things into groups with similar weight and areodynamic shape. Someone in the comments explains that likely the worms all came up to the ground surface due to a rain, and then were swept up.

Unlike Drudge, old Titius Livius, aka Livy, would have moved this right to the top. There are several weird rain instances in his history of early Rome: stones—seemingly hail-size–on a couple of occasions (e.g. I, 31), and then there is my favorite passage in Livy bar none:

The year [461B.C.] was marked by ominous signs: fires blazed in the sky, there was a violent earthquake, and a cow talked—there was a rumor that a cow had talked the previous year, but nobody believed it: this year they did. Nor was this all: it rained lumps of meat. Thousands of birds (we are told) seized and devoured the pieces mid-air, while what fell from the ground lay scattered about for several days without going putrid.(III, 10)

And then it’s right back into the usual patrician v. plebeian politics!

Peter has been here, there, and everywhere lately explaining the virtues of traditional liberal education in our over-distracted and technophiliac era, but I’ll just let this stand as my witness to the fact that the classics rule.