You guys told me the world was getting hotter and that would make me colder up here in the north plains and, besides, all my buddies on the gulf and east coasts would get smooshed by dozens of giant killer hurricanes. I mean really whacked, bad enough to get lots of free stuff from FEMA.
And now you tell me it ain't so Joe? Cooler Atlantic Ocean this year and a "slow" hurricane season?
My deep faith in the infallible accuracy of government and its climate scientists is beginning to weaken.
Showing posts with label Global Smarming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Global Smarming. Show all posts
May 22, 2014
Sep 17, 2013
It is true. Global cooling is icing up the Northwest Passage, and Exxon Tankers will have no more luck passing the Bering Straits than Captain Cook's little Endeavor did in 1778.
I wanted to soberly report this for two reasons. One is the smart-alecky post a few days back attributing the same facts to the Mail, a Brit tab best known for overuse of modifiers and some of the best cleavage shots in the business. It later occurred to me that depending on the Mail might mar the TMR reputation for rigorous academic citation.
The other is American public television which is in the middle of a multi-part report on the melting of the Arctic Ocean. It is all in the can, being doled out periodically on the PBS nightly slightly newsish program, so I tend to doubt it will be diluted with the latest from the federal-trough ice scientists who confirm it may be unwise to compete for a Sandals resort franchise near Prudhoe.
The public teevee segment might have gone in one ear and out the other except for the presenter's lead: "Due to climate change...". She could have just said: "And now, let us beg the question."*
A little more amusement ensued as she focused on a melting glacier and a commercial captain lamenting that this made the "new water" more treacherous to navigate.
I couldn't resist shouting, "Look, you Queeg ninny, stay in the channels proven safe since, errrr, about 1788, I guess." I had to apologize upon learning that his lot in the life of high seas adventuring was to ferry gaping tourists as close to the glaciers as possible so they could get nice cell phone shots of medium blue ice, highlighted by lighter blue ice. This is yet another dramatic tragedy resulting from your refusal to buy a Volt.
I wanted to soberly report this for two reasons. One is the smart-alecky post a few days back attributing the same facts to the Mail, a Brit tab best known for overuse of modifiers and some of the best cleavage shots in the business. It later occurred to me that depending on the Mail might mar the TMR reputation for rigorous academic citation.
The other is American public television which is in the middle of a multi-part report on the melting of the Arctic Ocean. It is all in the can, being doled out periodically on the PBS nightly slightly newsish program, so I tend to doubt it will be diluted with the latest from the federal-trough ice scientists who confirm it may be unwise to compete for a Sandals resort franchise near Prudhoe.
The public teevee segment might have gone in one ear and out the other except for the presenter's lead: "Due to climate change...". She could have just said: "And now, let us beg the question."*
A little more amusement ensued as she focused on a melting glacier and a commercial captain lamenting that this made the "new water" more treacherous to navigate.
I couldn't resist shouting, "Look, you Queeg ninny, stay in the channels proven safe since, errrr, about 1788, I guess." I had to apologize upon learning that his lot in the life of high seas adventuring was to ferry gaping tourists as close to the glaciers as possible so they could get nice cell phone shots of medium blue ice, highlighted by lighter blue ice. This is yet another dramatic tragedy resulting from your refusal to buy a Volt.
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