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Feb. 2nd, 2007 08:48 amWell, here it is.
A lot of people with a much better understanding of the science involved have reached a consensus, and it seems there's no one left who knows what he's talking about who disagrees.
I've read a lot of pieces on this that say we shouldn't take this as a signal to give up. Still, I find it hard to resist the temptation to let my mind become unhinged. Besides the potential for worldwide catastrophe... well, those who know me well know how much I utterly despise warmth. I've always looked forward to winter the way most people do to summer, and I absolutely love snow, even though it tends to cause major problems when it actually graces the lowlands of the Pacific Northwest.
The idea, though, that soon there may never be a real winter ever again... dear god, that terrifies me. The thought of never feeling cold again... it makes me want to shrivel up and die like a beached jellyfish.
I think we'll adapt. Humans are usually pretty good at survival, when the chips are down. I just feel very, very sad at all the beautiful parts of this world we're going to lose.
A lot of people with a much better understanding of the science involved have reached a consensus, and it seems there's no one left who knows what he's talking about who disagrees.
I've read a lot of pieces on this that say we shouldn't take this as a signal to give up. Still, I find it hard to resist the temptation to let my mind become unhinged. Besides the potential for worldwide catastrophe... well, those who know me well know how much I utterly despise warmth. I've always looked forward to winter the way most people do to summer, and I absolutely love snow, even though it tends to cause major problems when it actually graces the lowlands of the Pacific Northwest.
The idea, though, that soon there may never be a real winter ever again... dear god, that terrifies me. The thought of never feeling cold again... it makes me want to shrivel up and die like a beached jellyfish.
I think we'll adapt. Humans are usually pretty good at survival, when the chips are down. I just feel very, very sad at all the beautiful parts of this world we're going to lose.
