And here we are, with the temperature records getting scratched (h/t to Kevin Pluck, and embarrassment that I didn’t get it when he made that gag on Twitter). And here we are with the Australian government saying yes to the extension to operate of thermal coal mines (none of the ambiguity you get over met... Continue Reading →
Of #climate denialists, Toni Morrison and not feeding the trolls…
So, one thing that you learn quickly if you stick your head above the parapet on climate - especially on The Conversation, it seems - is that you’ll attract a few positive comments and at least as many trolls/denialists etc. [Addendum - As a white man I don't get the racism and sexism that the... Continue Reading →
On the Antarctic, morbid symptoms and being court in a trap End of Days #25
It will be hard to remember what it felt like right now. There are two options, as I see it. In the first, we return to “normal” weather patterns etc(how? Why? Is this not human-centric thinking, as if the world were made for us. Of course, lots of people believe it WAS made for us)... Continue Reading →
Belling the brown M&Ms, models and hubris, 17 degrees – End of Days diary #24
An experiment (that may help with the Twitter Threads about this that I am supposed to be doing) I am going to do 350 words or thereabouts about three things per day. At that length I can ramble less and maybe throw in some zingers that translate into Killer Viral Tweets - oh yes. Belling... Continue Reading →
Just Stop Oil, purity politics and the “am I a good person?” question – End of Days day #23
There's lots else I intended to write about today (including the heart-breaking ignorance of the VERY basic facts of climate change among university-educated people - 1.) But instead I am going to riff on why people hate Just Stop Oil so much and what that 'means'. It's inspired by a recent unfortunate interaction on Twitter.... Continue Reading →
Of the BBC, Stewart Lee and Just Stop Oil – End of Days diary #21 and #22
Another double header- are the wheels coming off this “blog about what it feels like to live in the ‘end times’” project, would anyone notice or care? And isn’t it interesting that one of the go-to images (i.e. cliches) that our brains turn to is of a wheeled vehicle, presumably travelling at speed. Did we... Continue Reading →
Of discipline, futility and Three Types of People – End of Days #19 and #20
I took the day off yesterday - not from work but from talking about staring into the abyss. That does not mean that my Twitter feed wasn't full of graphs and memes and articles some of which I took in. It simply means that I didn't have the discipline to put out a thousand words.... Continue Reading →
Of Twitter ‘fame’, ice, beauty, and Aaahnold – End of Days diary #18
Yesterday the latest issue of Private Eye tumbled through the letterbox, and was brought to me (I am laid up following an operation involving cutting into my second toes and inserting pins!) by the wonderful wife. There’s a symmetry here, because the subscription to Private Eye is a gift from my mother-in-law. There’s two things... Continue Reading →
Private Eye letter about XR/Just Stop Oil as “extreme”
First the humblebrag - I am, in my opinion, the only person in the world to have letters published in The London Review of Books, The Financial Times, Viz and Private Eye. Second, the annotated and hyperlinked version of the letter in Private Eye. (For those who don't live in the UK, Private Eye is... Continue Reading →
Of Test Cricket, the CCC, CCS and futility – End of Days #17
What do we expect of ourselves? What do we expect of others? Do we understand and give proper weight to the ways that 'institutions' (norms, habits, rules, rituals) shape what we see and what we think is 'right'? This all comes from a shockingly stupid piece of commentary fifteen minutes or so ago on "Test... Continue Reading →
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