To hear the TV and radio noozies tell it, today’s snowstorm is just too awful, too fraught with doom and disaster, to bear thinking of–which doesn’t stop them obsessing about it.
So, yeah, just now, here in Noo Joisey, it’s terribly cold and snowing very hard–as it has done many times before, and will do many times again. It means a bit of hardship, but it won’t last.
I look out my bathroom window, where there’s a maple tree whose branches almost touch the screen. Despite the nasty cold snap we’ve been in, the tips of those branches already bear hard, tight little buds–this year’s leaves. In due time, according to the pattern ordained by our Creator, the buds will fatten, open up, and be green leaves.
We have God’s promise: While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease. (Genesis 8:22)
But I don’t suppose too many noozies know that anymore.
I’m pretty sure I’m the one responsible. Last summer, when it was good and hot (like it has always been here) I ran my A/C and forced this calamity on the east coast. 🙂
That, or somebody used more than one sheet of toilet paper per visit to the john–per Cheryl Crowe.
Don’t you just love it that entertainers are such experts on all areas of life. 🙂
Here’s a webcam from somewhere in New Jersey –
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxo8JtFgFwc
Here in New York, it’s no better 🙁 and I’m freezing!
Nine consecutive days of Global Warming here, with temperatures failing to get as high as 30.
We’ve had more than our share of single digits and minus zero temperatures to go along with the fierce winds. Yuck!
I haven’t been able to ride my bike since before Christmas–going stir-crazy.
Here in central Ohio, we’re considering ourselves blessed if the temperature gets as high as the double digits. We’d consider a temperature of 30 to be the onset of a global warming meltdown.
Well, actually, they’re now predicting a couple of highs around 30 for next week. But meanwhile, we’re taking zero as our baseline. I was out this morning in a subzero wind chill. I didn’t die. (Or maybe I did and this is my astral projection typing away at the keyboard — alongside UnKnowable’s purple cabbage.) 🙂
If you did die, Phoebe, this blog is making history!
“Bombogenesis”??? Who made that up? And how will it be used to raise our taxes?
Bombogenesis. Crazy term. I have no idea who came up with it but it certainly isn’t the most scientific of names. In fact, it’s hilarious!
I guess bombogenesis is a real meteorological term for some kind of event, but it’s nothing new. What is new is the desire of the journalistic world to abandon their ethics entirely in exchange for getting to use a scary term. I doubt that very many of these writers understand what it is or there overall significance of it. https://oceanservice.noaa.gov/facts/bombogenesis.html
Now why is it that whenever noozies use a term I hadn’t heard before, my first thought is “crap”?
Because they use it improperly, out of context and without understanding. Reporting on aviation is a perfect example. They always zero in on something that sounds sensational, but is insignificant.
In the late ’80s, there was a very cold spell of weather and a Northwest Airlines flight leaving Minneapolis couldn’t retract its landing gear. It was probably just packed with ice, no big thing, but the pilot came back and landed. The local news channel in Minneapolis went out to the airport and interviewed “survivors” of this non event. No one was in any danger at any time. They probably put the plane in a hangar and swung the gear a few times just to be safe, but it was hardly a big deal and the captain handled it perfectly. Nonetheless, the nooze media wasn’t about to let this out of their grasp without making all sorts of noise.
Now they even name winter storms. This global warming is really becoming troublesome. Someone should make political hay of it 🙂