I talked to my family back in Fairfield, Iowa about the Great Flood. They're still dry since Fairfield isn't on a river (and the powers of the cult protect them). My college town of Iowa City wasn't so lucky. I used to drink beer and eat buffalo wings back in the day at a bar called The Vine. Here is what the owner of The Vine is up to these days (that's Highway 6 underneath that water):



Some Iowans aren't very happy about the whole situation:



God is also punishing Iowans with tornadoes (this was on June 10):




More pics.