Despite all this, it does appear that the public at large is becoming increasingly aware that something other than science is going on with regard to climate change, and that the proposed policies are likely to cause severe problems for the world economy.
You would think so? No way Pepe would change his mind -- even in -40 degree weather, with 8 feet of snow, he'd say we're boiling like lobster in a cauldron. I have complete confidence that nothing can penetrate the dearly held verities of the pinko mind. Especially evidence to the contrary.
That's an invidious comparison! Unlike Pepe, who never bothered to delve into the finer points of the "global warming" hypothesis, I tried using cellphones several times. I even went so far once, at your prodding, to try and "text" a message. But I hated every minute of it -- these gizmos simply don't work for me. Besides, I'm sure they'd fry my brains if I used them on a regular basis. So I reject these devilish contraptions on very pragmatic grounds, after having tested (and refuted) the Rotter hypothesis that they could work for me.
"if you look back, you'll see in his comments that he was simply unaware that the Global Warming this was disputed at all"
It is possible, Rott, that you are correct about Pew's little slice of Pepea. Get a PhD in a field, and then be so ignorant of the one huge public controversy in that field that you end up like Louis XVI, dazed and confused in a private Versailles, wondering what the shit are those peasants yabbering about. [Yeah, Rott, with a specialty in geophysics Le Pew shoulda been well aware of the geo as well as the physics. It kinda comes with the terrain]. Or it could be that, as Tecumseh suggested, swallowing the whole kit and caboodle of climate boondoggling, without question or reflection upon the evidence, contrary as well as pro, was a "truth" too convenient for Pepe; a dogma too perfectly aligned with the dearly held verities of the pinko mind as to give any hope for anything but bleating out the party line. In either case, whether the political will to ignorance or mere pinko dogmatic slumber, having a PhD in geophysics only accentuates the absurdity of Pepe seeking "refuge" in either.
I don't think Pepe was taking shelter in anything. I think it more likely that Kayla was finding shelter in him:
Wild nights! Wild nights! Were I with thee, Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds To a heart in port, Done with the compass, Done with the chart.
Rowing in Eden! Ah! the sea! Might I but moor To-night in thee!
"Hey, welcome back, AA! How's the cherry trees in DC? Are they blooming yet?"
The cherry trees are blooming. Beautiful. DC is more crowded now, lotsa construction in the beltway. Apparently folks have figured out it pays to be near Versailles. But I miss the old, quieter, more natural DC of the 70s.
"Did you have any fun over there? National Air and Space Museum, e.g.?"
Some fun, some not so fun. The highlight was, surprisingly, the national aquarium in Baltimore. New and Grand, worthy of Versailles. Went by Georgetown [the University]. Not a single person that was there back in the long ago still seems to be around...And the Jesuits make their presence known by their graveyard, it seems. Walked around the mall, which is way overbuilt now....and far far more "agents"/federales on the ground than back in the stumblin ol' days of Fordo da Magnificent. Everyone looked young...either because they were young or because botox is now easily affordable to the bureau-crats. It was depressing being not just passe', but from an era that seems almost completely forgotten.
Time flies, indeed. I first set foot in DC in the late spring (or was it summer already?) of 1978. Good ole Jerry had left town already, Jimmah was in full bloom. Things didn't look so bad, the world was still young.
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Despite all this, it does appear that the public at large is becoming increasingly aware that something other than science is going on with regard to climate change, and that the proposed policies are likely to cause severe problems for the world economy.
You would think so? No way Pepe would change his mind -- even in -40 degree weather, with 8 feet of snow, he'd say we're boiling like lobster in a cauldron. I have complete confidence that nothing can penetrate the dearly held verities of the pinko mind. Especially evidence to the contrary.
Not true. Pepe is a Ph D geophysicist, ok from Berkeley, and so probably he studies Birkenstocks that shake or something.
Anyway, if you look back, you'll see in his comments that he was simply unaware that the Global Warming this was disputed at all.
Kind of like you thinking that there's no other reasonable point of view about cellphones.
That's an invidious comparison! Unlike Pepe, who never bothered to delve into the finer points of the "global warming" hypothesis, I tried using cellphones several times. I even went so far once, at your prodding, to try and "text" a message. But I hated every minute of it -- these gizmos simply don't work for me. Besides, I'm sure they'd fry my brains if I used them on a regular basis. So I reject these devilish contraptions on very pragmatic grounds, after having tested (and refuted) the Rotter hypothesis that they could work for me.
Pepe is a Ph D geophysicist, ok from Berkeley"
"if you look back, you'll see in his comments that he was simply unaware that the Global Warming this was disputed at all"
It is possible, Rott, that you are correct about Pew's little slice of Pepea. Get a PhD in a field, and then be so ignorant of the one huge public controversy in that field that you end up like Louis XVI, dazed and confused in a private Versailles, wondering what the shit are those peasants yabbering about. [Yeah, Rott, with a specialty in geophysics Le Pew shoulda been well aware of the geo as well as the physics. It kinda comes with the terrain].
Or it could be that, as Tecumseh suggested, swallowing the whole kit and caboodle of climate boondoggling, without question or reflection upon the evidence, contrary as well as pro, was a "truth" too convenient for Pepe; a dogma too perfectly aligned with the dearly held verities of the pinko mind as to give any hope for anything but bleating out the party line.
In either case, whether the political will to ignorance or mere pinko dogmatic slumber, having a PhD in geophysics only accentuates the absurdity of Pepe seeking "refuge" in either.
Hey, welcome back, AA! How's the cherry trees in DC? Are they blooming yet?
I don't think Pepe was taking shelter in anything. I think it more likely that Kayla was finding shelter in him:
Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile the winds
To a heart in port,
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.
Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!
-Emily Dickinson
Yeah, OK -- but is he good enough for Center City?
Center City. Heh.
Right smack in the center.
In medio stat anus.
"Hey, welcome back, AA! How's the cherry trees in DC? Are they blooming yet?"
The cherry trees are blooming. Beautiful.
DC is more crowded now, lotsa construction in the beltway. Apparently folks have figured out it pays to be near Versailles. But I miss the old, quieter, more natural DC of the 70s.
Glad to hear you're back. Did you have any fun over there? National Air and Space Museum, e.g.?
Do they have Coanda jet plane there?
All jets are Coandas, Tecs. Like DUH!
You got it, buster!
"Did you have any fun over there? National Air and Space Museum, e.g.?"
Some fun, some not so fun. The highlight was, surprisingly, the national aquarium in Baltimore. New and Grand, worthy of Versailles. Went by Georgetown [the University]. Not a single person that was there back in the long ago still seems to be around...And the Jesuits make their presence known by their graveyard, it seems.
Walked around the mall, which is way overbuilt now....and far far more "agents"/federales on the ground than back in the stumblin ol' days of Fordo da Magnificent. Everyone looked young...either because they were young or because botox is now easily affordable to the bureau-crats.
It was depressing being not just passe', but from an era that seems almost completely forgotten.
Time flies, indeed. I first set foot in DC in the late spring (or was it summer already?) of 1978. Good ole Jerry had left town already, Jimmah was in full bloom. Things didn't look so bad, the world was still young.
Old farts! Die off, willya!? Fun to be had here without ye.
Like you're a spring chicken!
Aux frais de la princesse?
Nah, just da Steuerzahlern.
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