Climate Change Collision Course

For weeks now, I’ve had a global warming bug rolling around in my head. You read one thing and then something different. Then something debunks this and something else debunks that. Science, like medicine, is not exact – that why they call it a “practice.”

The Deep South in August is really not the time for deep cognitive activity. Maybe that’s why many famous Southern writers drank alot and went insane during August. Crazy things happen August. Remember the part in The Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood where the girls rode around in the back of a convertible in their undies and then skinny-dipped in the town’s big water tank? Well, yeah, crazy things happen in August.

Last night, as my brain was baking on the sidelines of a soccer scrimmage, the moms talked about their childhoods. Nobody had air-conditioning. The schools were not air-conditioned (but in all fairness, school did not resume until after Labor Day, when it was tad cooler – DUH). Cars were not air-conditioned. Churches were not air-conditioned. People rarely died of heat stroke. School, ball games, practices, worship services, weddings, soirees, dances, races, picnics – all went on. Life went on. Life did not stop, simply because it was hot. You knew how to dress for the heat. You knew to stay in the shade. You knew to take a fan. You knew to take a cooler. You knew not to wear wool to the Bulldogs home-opener unless you wanted the entire band to laugh at you as your makeup melted off your face and onto your pearl-seeded sweater. People knew how to build houses that would horrify the current energy-efficient crowd. But they faced the right direction to ward off the worst of the summer sun and catch the best of the winter sun. The houses weren’t so close together that you could catch breezes and they were built in such a way that the breezes would blow through the entire house. The houses were shaded with large trees, protected from the blazing sun. Hard to have big trees, when you build a million boxes in a cow pasture. The houses had high ceilings for better air circulation. The houses had porches and swings (miraculous suspended chairs that could generate air movement) and rockers (again, other miraculous chairs that could generate air movement, but tended to tip over if used incorrectly), where you could cool off in the shade and the breeze and still talk to your neighbor.

Atlanta is HOT IN THE SUMMER. And has been since it was founded in 1837. If you want NOT HOT, move to Minnesota or somewhere like that.

Ahem. I digress. Back to the global warming bug eating away at my brain. Readers of this blog know I think Global Warming is a big batch of hooey. Back when I was in college, the hysterical mantra was Global Cooling. That was hooey with a cherry on top. Browsing the web yesterday, I come across this fabulous post by Okie on the Lam. He’s done all the footwork, even got the Orwellian slant that had been bugging me and compiled it into a comprehensive rebuttal to the New Religion. He catches the subliminal script that the Priests of H.O.G.W.A.S.H. use – Tobacco, Nazi Germany, Big Oil Robber Barons – to befuddle the little guys with little brains. Outstanding!

I fear that we may be at an Orwellian tipping point in the Man-Caused Climate Change debate — lies becoming truth while the search for truth gets abandoned in the ensuing maelstrom. What should be a matter of conscientious scientific exploration dogged by skeptical peer review has been elevated to a religious crusade by those that believe rising levels of atmospheric CO2 is the most deadly threat that mankind faces today. Isn’t it interesting, that the preponderance of these believers come from the secular Left, the Democratic Party and the anti-business & anti-industry crowds. Oh, I forgot to mention the main-stream media, who are firmly in the “We’re all gonna die” corner of this alarmist-driven hysterical movement.

Conveniently, Newsweek and Sharon Begley (the article menitoned in Okie’s post) didn’t mention anything about the sun – you know that big orange ball that makes Atlanta so hot in August. The sun runs in cycles, hotter and cooler. We’re ending a hotter cycle and entering a cooler one. Now I’m not a rocket scientist, nor have I played one on TV. But I can understand the relationship between the sun’s output and the subsequent temperatures on Earth. Part of that solar system family-thing. Gee, I can’t wait to see how the GW minions will twist that around.

The Brits published a new report saying, oh yeah, “natural forces” have kept global warming at bay, but all hell is going to break loose in 2009. But sadly, there’s that “1998” – hottest year ever (more later). I wonder if these folks subscribe to the Mayan calendar theory that the world will end in 2012? Aren’t they three years off?

Working in a technical systems support type job, I read alot about computers and science. When I read this yesterday, I fell on the floor laughing. Since I gave up a perfectly good New Year’s Eve seven years ago to babysit systems that never crashed on 01/01/2000 – I don’t understand how REALLY SMART PEOPLE could miss something like this. The Y2K bug bit the NASA H.O.G.W.A.S.H. Priests in their global temperature modeling algorithm.

Blogger Finds Y2K Bug in NASA Climate Data / Michael Asher

My earlier column this week detailed the work of a volunteer team to assess problems with US temperature data used for climate modeling. One of these people is Steve McIntyre, who operates the site While inspecting historical temperature graphs, he noticed a strange discontinuity, or “jump” in many locations, all occurring around the time of January, 2000.

These graphs were created by NASA’s Reto Ruedy and James Hansen (who shot to fame when he accused the administration of trying to censor his views on climate change). Hansen refused to provide McKintyre with the algorithm used to generate graph data, so McKintyre reverse-engineered it. The result appeared to be a Y2K bug in the handling of the raw data.

McKintyre notified the pair of the bug; Ruedy replied and acknowledged the problem as an “oversight” that would be fixed in the next data refresh.

NASA has now silently released corrected figures, and the changes are truly astounding. The warmest year on record is now 1934. 1998 (long trumpeted by the media as record-breaking) moves to second place. 1921 takes third. In fact, 5 of the 10 warmest years on record now all occur before World War II. Anthony Watts has put the new data in chart form, along with a more detailed summary of the events.

The effect of the correction on global temperatures is minor (some 1-2% less warming than originally thought), but the effect on the US global warming propaganda machine could be huge.

Then again– maybe not. I strongly suspect this story will receive little to no attention from the mainstream media.

(See the article for all the follow-up links – FYI, according to Fausta, now Steve McIntyre’s blog is under a DOS attack. I wonder by whom…..)

Isn’t that just hilarious?!?!?!?!? A simple mathemathical error, and the hottest year ever shifts to before WWII? All this, in the same week that Newsweek tries to scare the pants off any climate-change-deniers? I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE HOW THE WARMING WEASELS SQUIRM OUT OF THIS ONE.

So now, let the plotting and scheming begin – how do we dethrone Al Gore?

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