The Show Must Go On
WHEN
the history of the global warming scare comes to be written, a chapter should
be devoted to the way the message had to be altered to keep the show on the
road. Global warming became climate change so as to be able to take the blame
for cold spells and wet seasons as well as hot days. Then, to keep its options
open, the movement began to talk about "extreme weather".
Part of
the problem was that some time towards the end of the first decade of the 21st
century it became clear that the Earth's average temperature just was not
consistently rising any more, however many "adjustments" were made to
the thermometer records, let alone rising anything like as rapidly as all the
models demanded.
So
those who made their living from alarm, and by then there were lots, switched
tactics and began to jump on any unusual weather event, whether it was a storm,
a drought, a blizzard or a flood, and blame it on man-made carbon dioxide
emissions. This proved a rewarding tactic, because people - egged on by
journalists - have an inexhaustible appetite for believing in the
vindictiveness of the weather gods. The fossil fuel industry was inserted in
the place of Zeus as the scapegoat of choice. (Scientists are the priests.)
The
fact that people have short memories about weather events is what enables this
game to be played. The long Australian drought of 2001-7, the Brisbane floods
of 2009-10 and the angry summer of 2012-13 stand out in people's minds. People
are reluctant to put them down to chance. Even here in mild England, people are
always saying "I have never known it so
cold/hot/mild/windy/wet/dry/changeable as it is this year". One Christmas
I noticed the seasons had been pretty average all year, neither too dry nor too
wet nor too cold nor too warm. "I have never known it so average," I
said to somebody. I got a baffled look. Nobody ever calls the weather normal.


















