redict enough things that are bound to happen sooner or later,
and one of them is bound to come true. And sure enough, Anderson
Cooper got whacked in the face by debris while covering hurricane
Milton, just as our computer models predicted.
As residents of Florida hunkered down in shelters in hopeless attempts to avoid hearing the word “swath,” Hurricane Milton showed no mercy, leaving a deadly, destructive, swathful swath of death and destruction caused by a deadly, destructive swath of global warming.
Many are hiding in bunkers to protect themselves from the flood of stories blaming it on global warming, and evacuating to avoid the surge of climate-studies experts telling us that things like Milton will happen more and more often due to anthropogenic climate change.
“The formation of Milton owes much to warmer waters and human-induced climatic shifts, as agreed upon by experts like Vecchi, Corbosiero, and their peers,” reports one newspaper, just as experts predicted they would say.
The highways were clogged with cars, so nothing new there. But no one knows how people are going to fit all those electric cars into a few dozen charging bays that take half an hour each, then go a couple hundred miles and need to charge them again.
In the old days, all the hurricanes had the same name: Comingus Right-Attus. (They gave them Latin names in those days—it was a long time ago.) When we got one, it was always just like Milton: a category-5 “monster” bigger than the biggest one ever. My old car had really good acceleration: 0 to 12 in 60 seconds or something like that. It had no a/c but it was gasoline-powered and it had a decent range, just what we needed living in Houston, Texas when a hurricane hit and we all had to drive 239 miles to Dallas or 195 miles to San Antonio. (Nobody ever drove to Austin even though it was closer: even in those days we knew about that place.)
The power is out in Florida, of course, which means those electric cars in Florida are going nowhere but up in flames for the next three weeks. We get that as well where I live now: the electric goes out whenever it rains, and then whenever it doesn't rain. Also when it snows. And when it doesn't snow. The electric company is nice enough to send us emails telling us the electricity (and our Internet) is out. And when the water goes out, as it often does, the water company sends us emails telling us not to drink the water.
As if Milton were not bad enough, the BBC apparently reported 13,500 mph winds in London and 404°C temperatures in Nottingham. That, dear reader, is global warming. Those stoic Brits hardly even noticed. But of course there were a few deniers.
Sadly there will be deaths and cranes knocked over and homes destroyed. But the victims will have the satisfaction of knowing it was all for a good cause: we now know that hurricanes won't decrease in severity after all. That's one little fact that the experts always forget to mention: if you can feel the change, it's not global warming. If you see a new kind of bug or plant in your back yard, it's not there because the daily temperature swing went from 40° to 80° to 40½° to 80½°. The same is true for storms. The suffering is sad, but those of us who are old enough to remember what the weather really used to be like are the least likely to be impressed by hysterial claims about the climate.
oct 10 2024, 6:36 am
