Merry Christmas Geologists and Meteorologists

Your Climate Minute

Busy season of course. You might be wrapping presents, or stuffing a turkey or sipping eggnog and contemplating life.

Well it’s time wish Ian Pilmer, geologists and meteorologists a very Merry Christmas for all their work pushing back against the ‘modeller’ scientists whose models keep going wrong at predicting the end of the world, quick give us all your tax payer money, and get in the pens of our making.

If you haven’t heard a geologist speak about climate change I think you are in for a surprise. Suppressed science is book burning by power, for purpose and agenda.

These voices must be shared over the holidays.

If you don’t celebrate Christmas, I hope you are able to fit in time for family and love just the same. The messages are always so ‘dire’. Optimism for 2024 is needed in the spirit. Make sure you refuel with JOY. We are always told we are so different and should measure ourselves by only those differences. Really. Is there nothing about my life you could relate to?

Let’s come out in 2024 swinging high for freedom and for returning the moral integrity to our institutions. Those who see our substack writings as an affront to corralled speech have to wonder why we need corralled speech.

I wish you a Merry Christmas, I wish you a Merry Christmas, I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

There are 365 days and 365 ways the Lord asks us to have HOPE in the Bible. Meaning what? despair gets us no where. However difficult things might seem for you, Have Hope. Hope is like mental training, a suit you put on, or the best syrup to take.

One day at University I was going by the University centre and a young man was sitting. On a whim and for no reason I joined him for a coffee. I just sat down with my coffee at his table. There was room to sit he had a couple empty seats. I remember the day still, because of what happened afterwards. We talked, I made him laugh with my goofy stories.

Some day later we chanced upon each other in the same area as we milled about heading to classes. He ran to me and stopped me with some urgency. I want to tell you something he said. It’s important. That day I was planning to commit suicide.

He didn’t share why he was so sad or what were his circumstances. He said though that I saved his life, just by that coffee. Just because of that time laughing (at me). He gave me a hug. He was profoundly grateful for that little bit of human interaction. And then he left.

Someone you may pass might need that human interaction.

About a decade later I was living in a different city. I was walking rather late at night back to my car after a dinner. It wasn’t the best part of town. A group was walking on the other side of the street. He was among them. We both just stopped and starred at one another for a long time, he finally waved with smile and I did too. No words were exchanged. Just like that I knew, we were both so important to each other. Him for the message I learned that day. And he too, for the same message he learned that day. I felt we both carried that message over the years. I am thinking of him now.

Life is interesting. Don’t let our differences make us enemies. I don’t know his political beliefs or anything about him. I am so glad we had a coffee.

Someone needs you to give them hope today. I am just a sap. Merry Christmas.