Monday, December 15, 2008

Global Warming Update

Global warming arrives in Minnesota

posted at 2:27 pm on December 15, 2008 by Ed Morrissey

Looks peaceful and placid, right? Not when you have to shovel the driveway and the wind is gusting up to 20 MPH. In order to get the barrels out this morning for the trash pickup, I had to clear the driveway first — and even bundled up and wearing my heaviest winter gloves, my fingers went numb about five minutes into the effort. I did manage to finish in about 20 minutes, getting back into the house at just the moment one of the First Mate’s friends informed us that they knew of a service that would have done the job for about twelve dollars. I probably would have spent that much to stay warm.

For the record, our below-zero days usually come in January and February, not December. It looks as though we will have a second long, cold winter in a row. That’s what makes this report from the AP so ludicrous:

When Bill Clinton took office in 1993, global warming was a slow-moving environmental problem that was easy to ignore. Now it is a ticking time bomb that President-elect Barack Obama can’t avoid. …

Mother Nature, of course, is oblivious to the federal government’s machinations. Ironically, 2008 is on pace to be a slightly cooler year in a steadily rising temperature trend line. Experts say it’s thanks to a La Nina weather variation. While skeptics are already using it as evidence of some kind of cooling trend, it actually illustrates how fast the world is warming.

The average global temperature in 2008 is likely to wind up slightly under 57.9 degrees Fahrenheit, about a tenth of a degree cooler than last year. When Clinton was inaugurated, 57.9 easily would have been the warmest year on record. Now, that temperature would qualify as the ninth warmest year.

Did the AP forget how to do research? The warmest years on record mostly occurred before Clinton became President — and before Clinton was born. John at Power Line, suffering under the same weather conditions as me at the moment, noted this last night:

This displays a remarkable level of ignorance on the part of the Associated Press. Global temperature records are nowhere near accurate enough to rank years, over a period of centuries, with any confidence. For the recent past, though, we have the world’s best data set here in the U.S. And it’s true that at one time, it was widely believed that the 1990s were the warmest recent decade. But that was before it was discovered that NASA’s James Hansen, Al Gore’s chief scientific ally, had been fudging the data, either accidentally or on purpose. NASA was forced to correct its data, with the result that the ten warmest years on record here in the US are as follows: 1934, 1998, 1921, 2006, 1931, 1999, 1953, 1990, 1938, 1939.

The AP apparently hasn’t gotten the word, perhaps because it is relying on the report of the U.N.’s Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change. But the IPCC report was a political document, not a scientific one, which deliberately ignored the most current research in the field.

They haven’t gotten the word? More likely, they have ignored it in order to engage in global-warming hysteria. Meanwhile, Hot Air readers in Minnesota should try to keep bundled up to avoid frostbite from all that global warming that just got delivered overnight.

Update: I forgot to mention that it was -8 when I woke up, and -6 when I cleared the driveway … with a -26 wind chill. Yee-haw.

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Favorite Recipes?

I'm supposed to give a Christmas book review to a ladies book club today, so I'm using A Christmas Book: An Anthology for Moderns, by D.B. Wyndham-Lewis. Here's one of his entries from the 15th century, found in the Arundel MSS collection. Sorta like, cook the chicken and then put the raw skin back on. Salmonella, anyone?

Roast Peacock recipe, 15th cent.

Take and flee off the skynne with the fedurs tayle and the nekke, and the hed thereon; then take the skyne with all the fedurs, and lay hit on a table abrode; and strawe thereon grounden comyn; then take the pecokke, and roste him, and endore hym with raw yolkes of egges; and when he is rosted take hym of, and let hym cool awhile, and take hym and sowe hym in his skyn and gilde his combe and so serve hym forthe with the last cours.
Some of my Favorite Books:

Three Men on a Boat; To Say Nothing of the Dog, Jerome K. Jerome, comic novel
Winter's Tale, Mark Helprin, novel
Men at Arms, Evelyn Waugh, novel
A Dance to the Music of Time, Anthony Powell (Twelve part novel series)
Antrobus Complete, Lawrence Durrell, comic short stories
Cards of Identity, Nigel Dennis, novel
Hadrian the Seventh, Fr. Rolfe, novel
The Fifth Queen, Ford Madox Ford, historical novel
Parade's End, Ford Madox Ford, novel
The Hard Life, Flann O'Brien, comic novel
The Best of Myles na Gopaleen, Flann O'Brien, collection
The Lyttelton/Hart-Davis Letters, ed. Rupert Hart-Davis
Travels with my Aunt, Graham Greene comic novel
My Family and Other Animals, Gerald Durrell, comic novel
Bitter Lemons, Lawrence Durrell, Essays on Cyprus
Mistress Masham's Repose, T.H. White, children's novel
The Elizabethan Trilogy, George Garrett (Death of the Fox, Entered from the Sun, Succession) historical novels
David Balfour, R.L. Stevenson, historical novel
Fifth Business, Robertson Davies, novel
They Were Defeated, Rose Macaulay, historical novel
Towers of Trebizond, Rose Macaulay, novel
Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons, comic novel, parody
The Warden, Anthony Trollope, novel
Love in a Cold Climate, Nancy Mitford, autobiographical novel
I Capture the Castle, Dodie Smith, novel
The Story of San Michele, Axel Munthe, reminiscences
The Golden Age, Kenneth Grahame, reminiscences
Love in the Ruins, Walker Percy, novel
Lark Rise to Candleford, Flora Thompson, autobiographical novels
The Adventures of Ephraim Tutt, Arthur Train, legal short stories,
Ender's Game, Orson Scott Card, sci-fi novel
A Canticle for Leibowitz, Walter Miller, sci-fi novel
Our Village: Sketches of Rural Character and Scenery, Mary Russell Mitford, reminiscences
Kilvert's Diary, Francis Kilvert, diary

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Oh, to write like LIleks

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SuddenlyEnlightenedLand

Posted by Lileks on Nov 7, 2008 in General Bewailment

Hey, remember after 2004, when the interior of the country was viewed with deep suspicion for its insufficient interest in a John Kerry presidency? Crude maps called it JESUSLAND, a place opposed to liberty and education. Well, shuck my corn and call me Orville: the red part of the country has been reduced to something that looks like a mild case of contact dermatitis.

The solid block of flyover Christiansts who spend every Sunday hopping up and down so they can get a head start on the Rapture appears to have turned into enlightened change-agent lightwalkers, and in a mere four years. Or, the people in the middle of the country weren’t all weirdoes who still harbored a grudge against the Renaissance, and viewed the coasts as they were greedy remoras fastened on the Real America. In any case, no one will make mocking maps of them now.

The lesson, as always, is that things change. Things will change again. And I expect that the GOP leadership will conclude that since things do change, they can sit back and wait for it to happen again. Which is a recipe for ensuring that the next such map has a thin red line like the one you used to use to open a Band-Aid.

I wonder if anyone would be talking about historic realignment and Change.gov and a new bright future if Hillary Clinton had kicked Fred Thompson to the curb in the same way. Probably not; even if the numbers had been the same, the results would not be described in the same techtonic terms. Would it have been the same if McCain had rolled forth soaring rhetoric, and Obama sounded like Wally Cox? Irrelevant, of course, but that map, as conclusive as it looks, owes its hues to intangibles you can’t predict, and can’t manufacture. The Romans may have had too many gods, but there was one that seemed both wise and playful, just and capricious.

Fortune.

(This comes from the NYT election results site, here. (h/t Allahpundit @ hotair.com)