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March 20, 2007
finally, a champion
Never has the stiff upper lip and gracious formalism of British nobility been more welcome than it was this morning when I read Lord Viscount Monckton of Brenchly's open challenge to former Vice President Albert Gore to a televised debate on the subject of Global Warming™.
Although Monckton's tone was gentlemanly and complimentary, there can be no doubt as to the sincerity of his challenge, as he proposed "the caution and skepticism of true science" should prevail over the "shibboleths and nostrums of the false, new religion of climate alarmism."
Having called Albert out, and having proposed a venue (the Library of the Oxford Museum of Natural History), Lord Monckton offers Mr. Gore the "prerogative and right to choose his weapons by specifying the form of the Great Debate."
Should Gore accept this challenge? Of course he ought to step up and defend his nefarious plan to crash the economies of compliant nations and drown the world's poor in a blood-warm sea of starvation and disease, while consolidating global administrative power into the hands of a few priests of "the religion of climate alarmism."
But will he accept? Gore has been pretty canny about sidestepping scenarios where he must face scientific arguments with an opposition view. He may (wisely) conclude his rickety case would not withstand the pounding that Lord Monckton would mete out. On the other hand, it is such a public provocation.
Oh man, I am all a twitter.
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March 13, 2007
bancroft-arnesen to seek evidence of global warming in minneapolis
The first thing to go were those little paper umbrellas that you put in Mai-Tai's. There just wasn't enough room on their sled, what with the beach gear and suntan lotion.
But they never got to don wetsuits and swim through tepid seas choked with polar bear carcasses. They never got to take pictures of the melting icecap, to post them on their blog, and broadcast the bad news into children's classrooms like two astronauts high atop the world. They never got to do these things because it was too darned cold.
Instead of global warming, they reported 58 degrees below zero inside their tent. In an attempt to stave off frostbite, Bancroft had to keep hot water bottles on her feet. And in the middle of the night they'd wake up to find the hot water bottles frozen.
It all reminds me so much of The Penguin That Hated The Cold.
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