“She’s a lightning rod.” “You’re a lightning rod.” I always used to cringe when I heard that. You say it like it’s a bad thing. I hear it like it’s just god-awful. Like I bring this shit down on my head and even court it as though I’m looking for it. Bring it on! Another jolt sir, please!
Here’s the thing about lightning rods, though. They are there not to bring the storm, but to protect those around them when the storm comes.