Summer solstice today. Of course the official start of each season never made any sense to me: I’ve always noticed that if you haven’t roasted to death by the official start of summer or frozen to death by the official start of winter, you’re doing something right. The seasons are as they do, not as they are declared to be.
Winter used to bug me so much that one time I caught myself getting depressed at the summer solstice, since from now on the days start getting shorter. I hated winter so much I couldn’t take any pleasure in summer. Happily those days are past.
But I notice, quite by accident, that as of today (if my arithmetic is correct) ALL days are past. Today’s the day humanity comes to an end, from our fatal failure to give up fossil fuels and turn all our decisions over to our betters.
It’s been nice knowing you, I guess…
Tomorrow morning, when I wake up and get my morning cuppa, I will raise a toast to all the ‘Little Chickens’ in the world for not being right…again. Then, I will toast myself and all the other stoics and pragmatics for being smart enough and observant enough to have said: This planet is 4.5 billion years old. The planet is going to do whatever it wants, when it wants. Enjoy your day everybody to the best of your ability!
That one’s been making the rounds, but we don’t need to worry. Today is just the deadline for actually *doing* anything about Global Climate Cooling Warming Crisis Change, not the actual EOTWAWKI. So all we can say is there’s no longer any point in trying to stave off the END. Party on, dude!
I would be quite satisfied with the universe if all communists expired today, but sadly this has not yet come to pass..
I spent the predicted last day for us all driving 200 miles instead of my usual 50 mile commute. It is 90 and humid. There is an air quality alert that will last 65 hours. I ran the car AC constantly. Be quiet, Greta- I’m busy burning petroleum fuel produced by nature.
We need to know what time zone she was in when she made the prediction so we can know what hour all life will end. Hopefully she was just east of the dateline so we have a few more hours.
Ah, Greta Thunberg and her doomsday negativism. This is just another failed prediction to add to the ever-growing list.
Joel, the phase angle of summer is highly dependent on geography. When I lived in Florida, it really started to lean in around the end of April. Where I live now in Idaho we don’t get into it until mid July (it froze yesterday, for example).
Seasons are a state of mind. People here don’t seem to believe it ever gets into triple digits, but the truth is that happens for at least a week every year. People in Florida didn’t believe it ever froze, yet that happened many times a year there, too.
C’est la vie. It is what it is.