…was much warmer than today:
Last winter, the East Coast had record cold. That was ignored because it was “less than 1% of the Earth.” But this week, the Eastern US defines the global climate.
Funny how that works.
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It’s 67º at sunset in Pennsylvania on Christmas Eve, and I’m sitting here in a T-shirt and no socks, with the windows wide open.
Kooky weather. But it’s only weather.
It is warm, and its great not to have to freeze during December, but I am hearing very little of this blamed on Climate Change.
My theory is that if the topic of Climate Change were raised right now, people would say, “Climate Change, feels great, I could go for some of that.” Ergo, not a whisper of blaming the current nice weather on Climate Change.
One of my most vivid childhood memories was flying a kite with my Dad in a park one day, wearing shorts and a T-shirt – and being reminded by my Dad that the next day was Christmas Eve. Because of this warm winter in DC, that memory has been revived. I went back and looked up the weather data from that day in my youth, and it was in 1958.
A little parable on the use and abuse of science, relevant to this thread:
http://www.nationalreview.com/article/427640/orson-scott-card-naysayers