Weather or Not category archive
Will Bunch struggles with Republicans’ crusade against dealing with, or even admitting the reality of, climate change.
Earlier this week I linked to a news report about how sea level rise due to climate change is causing the salinization of farmland. Yesterday brought came a another story about salt-water encroachment in a completely different location. A snippet:
Scientists estimate the age of black gums in an old-growth forest surrounded by Bear Swamp in Cumberland County ranges from 400 to 500 years, making it among the most ancient of trees in the most ancient forest of its kind surviving in the Northeast U.S.
But sea-level rise fueled by warmer oceans and sinking land is pushing saltwater ever closer to the trees, with the potential to kill them in the not-so-distant future.
In related news, my local rag has a long Washington Post article about how sea-level rise and result salt infusion in groundwater is rendering some coastal farmlands infertile.
I know it’s really really cold in parts of the country and I am in no way wishing to minimize that–in face, I’m glad that we’re not in the path of the blast–but this item is, as Zandar is fond of saying, StupidiNews.
Remember, I worked for the railroad for 25 years.
There’s nothing new about railroads’ putting hotpots next to switches to keep switches from icing up. As I write this, it’s -19 Fahrenheits in Chicago. The hotpots would likely be there were it +19 Fahrenheits, if icing were a threat.
The AP should be ashamed of itself.
. . . our local NOAA weather station’s radar is broken (that’s the one linked to over there—->, on the sidebar), and, due to the Trumpian temper tantrum, repairs are blowing in the wind.
You can argue that it’s also a misdirection play, as Russia is over there———————>.
Here it is mid-November and we’ve not yet had a hard freeze or even a frost in these parts.
That’s the comedian’s answer to “How do you go broke?”
I think it will also turn out to be answer to “How does climate change happen?”
Air conditioning. In November.
When I was growing up in these parts, by this time, I’d have been wearing my Air Force style parka to go for walks in the evening.
Words fail me.