Summer came and passed away,
Hardly seemed to last a day,
But it’s over,
And what can I do….
It’s over, It’s over, all over,
It’s over all over now,
And the way you looked
Don’t even mean I’m down.
~It’s Over~ Electric Light Orchestra
I’ll never forget it. Two Christmases ago (or was it three), when my sister, Valedictorian of her high school class, National Honor Student, winner of a $120,000 scholarship to an Ivy League school, looked at me with concerned eyes. Seconds prior, I’d commented on how warm and how nice the sun was on that Christmas day. It was around 50 degree I think, in Maine that afternoon, and it felt great to feel the sun’s rays giving their heat.
But to my sister, this warmth was not be enjoyed. It was to be feared.
“I just hope this isn’t global warming”, she said. It’d been unseasonably warm for almost two weeks, you see.
I was crushed. Here my brilliant sister, after a mere year under the tutelage of progressives from Maine’s “micro-Harvard” (Bowdoin College), had succumbed to leftist mythologica. She even asked me if I’d seen Al Gore’s movie. Yes, that movie.
Now I’ll admit, my sister is everything I should have been, and heck, she plays rugby on the women’s team at Bowdoin, so she’s got to be cool, or at least tough. And guess what the Mascot is for that college? Polar bear. Yup. That dying species of white and lovable fur, sentenced to death by man’s combustion engines and burned toast.
But now it’s over. It’s been over for a while, however almost on a daily basis articles are popping up, and the consensus, which never equaled science, is gone. When we consider this whole fiasco, it’s frightening how in this day and age, a whole populace can be hypnotized, or more appropriately–forced to believe in an ideology for fear of being ostracized.
It’s an example of the only plague to hit America in my life time, it’s the calamity that Ralph Peters terms, The Plague of Ideas.
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