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Why Climate Change Can’t Remain a Fantasized Theory
We will surely perish
As summer 2019 winds down, there’s the sense of how the season turned out to be the failed replication of your favorite drink, in the form of a watered-down fizz that doesn’t match the formula that has always met your expectations.
Most of my summer months were spent in New York City, back when weather patterns were predictable, but all that began to change in 2013.
That was the year our mostly blue skies with white floaty clouds underwent an unplanned makeover. The weepy substitute was a constant, and while I appreciated the ominous ode to the worst job of my life, and how my dampened mood matched the unusually dreary ambiance, there was also the foreboding of what the next few years would bring.
Now we know.
2019 is more than half-way over, and Americans are weathering the life-threatening turbulence of a thuggish administration that boasts a ruthless leader, who thinks that global warming is a blessing because of how it makes the unbearably cold winter months warmly bearable.
We are also bequeathed the disturbing viral images of starving polar bears at the brink of death, and the sobering aftermath of thunderous cyclones and tornadoes that happened without the warning of astute…
