“27. heathermc:
Roger, so, when are you writing a mystery thriller about a conspiracy of scientists, based in a swampy area of England?
Nov 29, 2009 – 12:12 am”
It’s not swampy. It’s a flat peninsular of agricultural land, drained many hundreds of years ago by criss crossing ditches and canals and perfectly dry. Norfolk is, in fact a glorious county.
Sea defences protect coastal areas and rather than being a reed riven bayou, the place is almost archetypal English with Saxon and Norman churches, ancient Market Towns and the kind of unspoiledness redolent of a pre-consumer age before the tentacles of commerce could do their worst.
It’s counterpart Netherlands across the North Sea/English Channel is similar in topography. Flat, irrigated and bulwarked against tidal influx. Lots of pretty old established towns there, also.
Now why do I point all of this out?
The warmists here never fail to point out the annual disasters which occur in say, Bangladesh as the predictable monsoon unloads it’s water onto the area and tides rise.
Consequently with clockwork timing, we watch TV images as villages are destroyed, lives are lost and the charity appeals demand our money.
And the Warmers either descend upon us or rise from the ooze (your choice) with dire warnings as to how it’s all our fault. How, we the grasping selfish West have inflicted this havoc on to poor innocent villagers and ain’t that what all this is about.
Spot the difference.
Once upon a time those Dutch and Anglian fens would have indeed been swampland. Lives would have been claimed and livelyhood’s ruined so what did they do? They set about digging drainage, they built redoubts and levees and over a long passage of time the waterlands were transformed into fertile farmland.
It’s called self sufficiency. It’s called spotting a problem and doing something about it. No Government aid. No screeching charities tugging at our supposed guilt. No ghoulish TV crews spewing hypocrisy and cant. Then the simple pragmatism told them, work together, harness the technologies of the era and the collective benefit will reap dividends, not only for the ones doing it but their offspring too.
No such ethos or work ethic seems to be apparent in the Eastern Muslim sector of the globe. Their insh’allah fatalism described perfectly by Winston Churchill dooms them, like goldfish to revisit the same spot, time after time with weary inevitability and as sure as day follows night, death, famine and hardship ensues.
Now, rather than the actually ‘doing something about it’ as those fenlanders did so many years ago, by building infrastructure to defeat the water, the onus is deflected westward and suddenly it’s our cars and industry which are creating the woe.
See where I’m headed?
A crazy mix of a religion which cannot be critisised. A marxist cabal of pseudo scientists and grandstanding politicians, ditto. And big money via carbon trading and all the rest. Add it all together and you get the perfect metaphor for the creation of an unelected global governance body intent on transference of power, money and freedom from us to pour into a bottomless pit of ingratitude, demand and victim rights.
How much easier, empowering and enrichening than actually ‘doing something about it’?
