Deniers and Liars

In the short run (one must remember there’s no long run here), the most dangerous and gruesome aspect of last Tuesday’s elections is the asshole defiance of GOPers to climate change — not only are they turning their brains inward, they dragging the world down with them. (Illustration found here). Anyone with any shred of walking-around…

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‘Weather Bomb’ Winter

Eye witness to climate change. From ThinkProgress and Minnesota meteorologist Paul Douglas: Yesterday a rapidly intensifying storm, a “bomb”, spun up directly over the MN Arrowhead, around mid afternoon a central pressure of 953 millibars was observed near Orr. That’s 28.14″ of mercury. Bigfork, MN reported 955 mb, about 28.22″ of mercury. The final (official)…

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Shame

Torture is oldie-goldie rock music — after nearly 40 years, enough is enough of Pink Floyd. (Illustration found here). In all the documents dumped on the world’s people from WikiLeaks these past few months the ones painting the real ugly picture is the graphic displaying the US tendency to use torture methods — on anybody,…

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Coffeehouse Climate and ‘Generation Hot’

As anyone gifted should know, a cigarette and a cup of coffee is the maximus-a-mode in a perfect remedial coupling — no matter the clock face. And then, take that coupling, couple it with an environment of other like peoples and stuff, and faster-than-you-can-say-Kafka-three-times — innovative/enlightened speech and thought develops. (However, in these more-than enlightened,…

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Canary In Ice

One of those extremely-dramatic moments, though, executed in easy, slow steps: Scientists studying an Indonesian tropical glacier witnessed first hand life with climate change: The glacier was literally melting under their feet. From NPR (including the highlighted sentence above), a piece on a research team’s two-week outing earlier this summer on Puncak Jaya Glacier in…

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Insomniac

Early here on California’s north coast — 4:15 a.m. to be exact — and with Yerba Mate cursing through the veins, the world looks cleaner and nicer without all the pompous sound from a shitload of awake peoples. Sound and sight is more clear this time of day, as if the misery and wretchedness was…

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