One can be in the eye of a storm and all seems calm, but it doesn't change the reality that they're in a storm.
Imagine living in this sort of climate.
This reminds me of the scene in The Wizard of Oz (the 1939 film not the book) where Dorothy is in the house that has been picked up by the cyclone.
Waking up from her "nap" Dorothy looks out and sees some odd things the window of her room. She encounters some chickens, an older woman sewing in a chair who starts waving not really noticing that she's in a storm, a cow and some people on a rowboat who wave hello.
It's upon looking down that Dorothy figures out "We must be up inside the cyclone!"
Miss Gulch / The Wicked Witch appears and everything in the house turns violent before the house falls down. Situations like these make one wish it were all a dream. Just as Dorothy didn't seem to notice right away that she was actually in the cyclone, neither did the other people she encountered. This is because they were all in the eye of the storm. What became of the other people in the cyclone is never known (not thinking about the "plot twist" at the end of the movie, but not the book.)
Sometimes we live in a storm, but because we're able to stay (possibly because of our own privileges or desires) in the eye of it, we don't see what is happening to us until the damage of the storm has already come to pass. On the other hand, those on the outside of the storm and those living in the most violent parts see it all too well.
