We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Dust, volcanic or otherwise, is very destructive to internal combustion engines and jet engines too. The Katmai Peninsula in Alaska has an area called the Valley of a Thousand Smokes, which very frequently erupts into dust clouds, shutting down all air travel until it calms down. Most native Alaskan flyers know to just settle down and buy themselves a good dinner and maybe even a bed for the night until the air clears and and the planes can fly safely again.
My folks moved us to Phoenix in 1968. Not a summer went by back then without great reddish-brown mountains moving across the Valley - from the SE mostly, but occasionally from the S or SW. I'd stay outside watching until they were right on top of the neighborhood, then retreat indoors to watch the thunderstorms that were usually right on their heels. Good times...
The way these New Zonies act when this kind of storm makes it in... oh, brother.
I grew up in Albuquerque NM and we also have those monster dust storms followed by the thunderstorm and sometimes rain. I still remember the time I was traveling south on HW 25 to Las Cruces when I was caught in one of those dust storms promptly followed by a rain storm. It was actually raining mud and muddy water. It's the only time I have ever been in a mud storm. You couldn't drive in that stuff. Had to sit parked on the side of the road until it blew thru.