It’s five o’clock and I’m only now sitting down at my computer, which is very unusual for me, because I usually hit my computer first thing in the morning. The reason for the endless delay is that I was assisting someone who couldn’t believe that, despite doing all the right things — solar panels, electric cars, a cold house in the winter and a hot one in the summer, and all of the other lifestyle changes necessary to protect the planet — his electricity bill had skyrocketed. PG&E, rather than being grateful for his sacrifices, saw him as a profit-center.
My single thought this whole dreary day was “I cannot believe how stupid [yes, a harsh word, but a true one] the climate change believers are.”
I actually need very little data to prove this. I don’t need to track NOAA’s history of constantly adjusting data, always in a direction that shows increased heat, nor do I need the articles saying that climate change is causing more hurricane activity, unless it’s causing less hurricane activity; that it’s increasing prostitution even as people will have less sex; or that more heat and more cold result from it, just as more rain and more drought do, never mind that heat and cold and rain and drought are following patterns that have been present for centuries.
That kind of intellectual . . . uh, fluidity, for want of a better word when it comes to the *ahem* results of *cough* the dreaded climate change, is consistent, not with science, but with faith. In faith, the deity is infallible and whatever the outcome is, the deity always intended it. Nothing disproves the deity. Instead, everything, no matter how contradictory, confirms him.
As I said, though, I don’t need to get into complicated details to prove that the climate changistas are dead wrong. Instead, I need to cite to only three facts: