Wednesday, December 2, 2009
If You Think It's Butter . . .
Oh, goody. Now I don't have to feel bad about the fact that almost every car in my garage gets 2.75 miles to the gallon.
P.U. I've been smelling rotted fish parts for years:
A folder containing documents, data and, e-mails purportedly "hacked" from Britain's Climate Research Unit (CRU) may be smoking-gun proof of a worldwide conspiracy to exaggerate the existence, causation, and threat of global warming. And the list of apparent conspirators includes many of the world's leading climate alarmists -- the very scientists on whose work the entire anthropogenic global warming theory is based.
What you folks think? Should we still go to Copenhagen or should Obama reduce his carbon imprint and stay at home? I for one say we quit shoveling the shit and put our energies into things we know are real and that we can DO SOMETHING about.
Edited to add:
Speaking of DOING SOMETHING. Why haven't we? There is nothing, after all, stopping those of us who believe in the Climate Crisis from altering our lives so that we can address the issue. And by that I mean, really, really DOING SOMETHING, like radically changing our lifestyles to the point where, say, we ride bicycles instead of cars, move back into the cities from the 'burbs, grow our own food, stop spending money on anything produced by polluters, etc.
Why? Because we don't really want to DO SOMETHING. That's way too hard. Instead, we want our leaders to blather on and on about how they are going to DO SOMETHING and then we'll turn the other way when they pass a few Draconian but ultimately ineffectual laws and treaties, which only shift the money from the private sector into the gub'mint one, but hey, we can now go to bed at night feeling oh so smug that our Leaders have DONE SOMETHING.
Finally, if our Congress – the majority of whose members believe in the Climate Crisis – were so all fired up serious about actually DOING SOMETHING, why did they bail out the American auto industry instead of letting this "dinosaur" go the way of, well, the dinosaur?
Why, because it's all a crock.