When Winter Feels Like Summer
VERY MORNING I wake up to an unknown weather; I do get my forecast from the command line, but it’s not always reliable. There’s also reliably-aggregated (historical) data; or data points that, no matter one’s views on the subject of global warming, speak for themselves.
Extreme weather is becoming more frequent. Sometimes the poles ‘travel’ down south and the poles themselves can heat up like never before; there’s a lot more to it than melting icecaps (media likes to focus on sea levels) because unpredictable weather and erratic seasonal patterns harm farmers and crops, threatening famine (or soaring food prices); this makes mass migration and war more likely. Probably more likely than rising sea levels (this can cause floods and stronger storms, like the ones just experienced in the US south, notable for their fatalities).
War, suffice to say, further contributes to warming, especially if and when nuclear weapon are used, not just produced.
The above photo was taken in February back when the temperature reached nearly 20 here. Yes, 20 in Manchester. In February. That’s winter.
I’ve lived in this city for nearly 20 years. Last month was the first time I bought fans.