Kyopenhagen abounded in irony, as all of these circuses do, but I found it quite delicious that Obama (and Pelosi, and many other DC denizens) had to rush home from a global warming conference to avoid getting shut out by an approaching blizzard* in the nation’s capital.
I would also note that, while I’m agnostic, I like the old phrase, “Men make plans, and God laughs.” This may put a dagger through the black heart of the health-care disaster, or at least its being passed by Christmas, which means that it may be dead for good (or at least this session, which will buy a lot of time after next year’s elections). But I won’t consider it over until it’s over.
Algorethm: a method of attracting liberals, private planes, and freezing conditions.
“* Yes, I do know the difference between climate and weather. When it’s warm, it’s climate; when it’s cold, it’s weather. Thanks for asking.”
Heh. Good one, Rand. 😀
Al – I am so stealing that one! ;-p
Some nimrod had an anonymous comment in my local paper this morning warning his fellow readers that we’d better be ready for Global Warming before the Atlantic Ocean appears in our backyards.
The town where I live is some 900 feet above sea level. So, which climate models are predicting that much rise in just a few years?
The time for agnosticism has passed. It has become increasingly clear that the “science” behind AGW is 3 parts speculation and 1 part confirmation bias.
We are so screwed. As the world’s left wing governments do their damndest to choke off growth and enterprise, while assuming mind-boggling loads of debt to push on wet noodle economies, I don’t see any way out short of worldwide cataclysm on the order of some 60 years ago. We have reached a nonlinear operating point of mass collective insanity. Expect chaotic dynamics.
The weather here in the DC area is truly awful. Forecasts are calling for up to two feet. Part of Metro has been closed. I saw photographs of Obama’s return the same way you did — via Internet. No newspaper yet today. I’ve canceled my plans for the day. I don’t know about tomorrow.
The irony is delicious.