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I'm sorry, but I think Copenhagen may well have ended up accomplishing worse than nothing.
Of course, how ever we're supposed to be able to really tell after the sundry professional actuality obfuscaters have had their way with it remains, obviously, unclear to me... or to even anyone engaged in the mêlée, I'm sure.
Maybe everyone should be throwing their weight behind a simplified and completely transparent structure for coördinating efforts against the climate catastrophe in progress. Maybe we should be meeting all day, every day, from now on, leaving out the politicians, except to the extent they must make sure the actions planned in the global conference are carried out.
You may say I'm a dreamer, but consider that whether capitalism can handle this crisis is moot. Human intelligence can handle it and THAT is what we bring to bear. Hang the cost... no... to be more precise... IGNORE COST ALTOGETHER... and sane action follows on the heels of the cogent science.
Wake up.
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Everybody turn your thermostats down. 66 in the daytime and 50 at bedtime.
ReplyDeleteMine's already down much lower than that!
ReplyDeleteOurs goes off at night. Last week mornings were in the low 40's inside. (60 year old house - they didn't beleive in insulating the walls back then and the attics were layered a couple inches deep in shredded redwood bark.)
ReplyDeleteWe have added insulation in the attic, but the walls...
Sieves is more like it.
Mine goes off at night too, and doesn't get turned on during the day until it gets below 60 inside.
ReplyDeleteI guess we're woosies - 62 is our limit!
ReplyDeleteOr just less optimistic! I'm usually hoping hard it will get warmer soon by the time it's 62... and I'm resorting to a jacket over my sweaters....
ReplyDeleteAt my farmhouse in Wisconsin - built in 1857 - it was common to wake in the morning and have to chip the ice out of the sink to do dishes. The wood stove was far removed from the kitchen so the meager heat left in the stove from the night before had little effect there.
ReplyDeleteWhen the refrigerator died we were able to put off finding a new one until springtime by storing our food in a locker on the front porch.
Stuff that couldn't get frozen was stored in the pantry off of the kitchen.