Somehow I seem to have been transported, all unbeknownst to me, to Seattle, Washington. Or Bergen, Norway (not that that’s a bad thing). It was raining when I left for Minot, and it was raining when I got back, and it’s raining still. We’re sopping around here. I keep flashing back to the Marx Brothers movie, “The Coconuts.” This was one of the first sound movies, and (I believe) the first fully sound-equipped musical ever filmed. They discovered paper was a problem. Paper crinkled loudly in the mikes whenever anybody picked it up, and the sound technicians (whose experience had generally begun that morning) couldn’t figure out what to do about it. So they just soaked all the paper in water. Every piece of paper in the movie looks like something lifted out of a washing machine, mid-cycle.
That’s how pretty much everything feels in Minnesota today. I heard on the radio this morning that we’re about 1/8” away from the record for the rainiest fall in history, the previous champ being 1902 or something.
This, we are sure to be told, is the fault of anthropogenic global warming.
This summer it was dry. That, apparently, was global warming too.
My question to global warming alarmists is this: “Is there any possible weather pattern that could conceivably occur that wouldn’t prove global warming to you?”
Of course not. If the weather every day next year were identical to the weather every day this year, that would be taken as proof of global warming too.
This reinforces my belief that global warming theory is, in essence, a religion. Just as there is no possible event, pleasant or unpleasant, that Christians can’t work into a general theory of the Providence of God, so there’s no conceivable weather cycle that the GW believer can’t harmonize with his doctrine.
The difference, I think, is that I admit my belief system is a religion.
And I don’t accuse people who disagree about it of being paid stooges of greedy corporations, who apparently think a planet laid waste and depopulated will present excellent marketing prospects.
I don’t claim to be an expert on weather patterns, but it’s clear the planet moves back and forth thru colder and hotter periods. If it didn’t the earth would be either an ice ball or a global desert. What we see is some kind of balancing mechanism at work; the equivalent of a thermostat. (I don’t claim such is infallibly able to deal with human activity, but clearly this pattern has been active for thousands of years.)
Some of that rain in Georgia would be nice.