CCCToad on 15/2/2010 at 20:12
I hate people who think (seriously, not sarcastically) that a hot day or snowstorm proves their own climate theories.
*Zaccheus* on 15/2/2010 at 21:49
I've noticed that the phrase "climate change" is used a lot now instead of "global warming".
PeeperStorm on 16/2/2010 at 02:14
Actual scientists tend to use the phrase "global climate change" when they publish research. That's because some areas will get colder and/or experience more rain or snow, while others will be warmer and/or drier.
Thief13x on 16/2/2010 at 03:54
have you fools forgot hurricane katrina so soon:mad:
Fragony on 16/2/2010 at 04:06
Quote Posted by PeeperStorm
Actual scientists
Very pleased to see this.
Also pleased to see that the majority of the Dutch are no longer absolutely terrified of CO2 and the doom-$cenario's of the eco-no$tra.
june gloom on 16/2/2010 at 04:07
Fimbulwinter round 3 hit today. We shoveled the walk three times to no avail.
Sulphur on 19/2/2010 at 21:51
It hit 34° C today. I took a walk. Bought a guitar; don't know the first thing of how to play it, but I'm not going to let a small thing like that stop me. EBDGAE, baby. EBDGA fucking E.
The air's dry as dust. Leaches the moisture right off my face, leaving nothing but the itch of my five o' clock shadow burning upon my skin. There's a wispy puff of cloud overhead; but for it the sky is blue, blue as oceans.
Blue like when I last caught that wave and tumbled, right into the bubbling murk, swept up and dragged down and floating into that vast dark womb. The world silent but for the rush of deafness in my ears. I curled up and floated away into the void. The ocean could carry me home.
Lances of sunlight pierced the veil. I realised I was convulsing, breath from my lungs gone. The roiling brightness above, rippled sun calling. Shaken from my reverie, I surface.
People stare. Have they never seen a guy with a guitar case strapped to his back before? Fucking retards. I wipe the sweat from my forehead as it beads and runs in rivulets.
34° C? Hell. They say it could get a lot worse. Summer hasn't even started yet. When I get home, the electricity's going to be on the fritz, as usual. Too many people abusing the air con. Dams drying up. Water in abused ecological reserves reaching record lows. Hydroelectric gone kaput. Political disputes over getting enough water diverted to the state to help.
We probably gotta get the politicians to power the turbines, they have enough hot air to drive them for entire human lifetimes. Too bad we don't have enough turbines though.
What's a body to do? I don't know. All I know is I've got my guitar. Just this wood and these strings and my aching fingers. Dissonant chords plucking into harmony at some point.
EBDGAE, baby. EBDGA fuckin' E. And I guess that's enough.
AR Master on 19/2/2010 at 23:13
cool story bro
