Sara Payson Willis, under the pseudonym Fanny Fern, was a 17th century American novelist, children's writer, humorist, and newspaper columnist. She is credited with the oft-heard phrase, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach”.
Climate mongers, on the other hand, would say, “The way to a man’s stomach is through his amygdala”. The amygdala is the part of the brain that triggers emotions like “fear”. A deficiency of food would assuredly spark fear – after all, we are all addicted to it.
Many of my columns consisted of increasing shortages for certain foods with climate change as the villain. In each case, I consult the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations (FAO) and disprove the alleged crime. I have often pondered why these climate activist writers disseminate these fallacies since they have the same access to the FAO statistics as anyone else.
The fact is they do know this, but also know that the vast majority of people will not look and simply believe what is put in front of them. However, I’m like the American tabloid newspaper, The National Enquirer, where “inquiring minds want to know”. I prefer that idiom to “curiosity killed the cat”.
So, what does the promotional climate change canvasser do? They predict, they prophesy, they foretell. While the list of general climate change predictions stretches for many miles, not a single inch has ever materialized. Still, almost every decree and proclamation continues “into the future”. However, like the Michael J. Fox movie “Back to the Future”, we review the past predictions that were made and see how wrong each of them has become.
In the Mother Jones article “Future Climate Means No More Breakfast” they write on research by the journal Nature involving climate change degradation of corn, wheat, rice, cassava, sorghum, and soybean. The content of the study is a prediction of “2 and 3 degrees Celsius of warming by 2100”. So they prophesy 75 years from now.
Unless Cryonics is perfected or medicine advances have improved significantly, the researchers and writers of this column will be dead or too old to scold.
