June 5, 2019
Rosemary O’Hara – Editorial Page Editor
The Sun Sentinel
RE: “Déjà vu all over again” – A paragraph worthy of lapidary inscription.
Ms. O,
In its entirety.
“We’re heading into summer and in South Florida we can
already feel the temperature changing. Look, we can all
feel the heat, and top scientists predict it will get worse.”
The Sun Sentinel
Today
Page 10A
I guess it didn’t get hot until Trump, that rat bastard, pulled us out of the Paris Climate Accord. When it seemed like Wide-Bottomed Hillary who screwed Bernie would win I was shrouded in cashmere and goose down. Or maybe not.
[A brief digression, please. The “top scientists” would have been members of the consensus that supported Ptolemy for 15 centuries, right? I am sure they were ardent believers in the Steady State theory too, right? Get back to me, OK?]
It reminds me of the glory days of the Clinton administration when Handsome Billy from Hot Springs, King of the One-Eyed Trouser Snakes told us in August, 1998 that it was hot, really hot and that the reason it was really, really hot in DC was because of Global Warming. And, of course, the consensus of top scientist was that heat caused Global Warming.
I swear that he said that.
It was the same day that Donna Shalala told us not to worry about the heat killing us because we would all be dead in 10 years from AIDS.
And you can look that up.
There is a bit of whimsey in remembering Global Warming warnings in 1998 when one of the top scientists in the whole wide world, a real consensus maker, Paul Ehrlich, Ph.D. told us in 1968 we would freeze to death by the year 2000. And who says God doesn’t have a sense of humor? He must be a pisser.
Speaking of ancient times, I suggested to you in 1997 – also the Miami Herald – that you show us the way to climate sanity by turning off all your A/Cs. I guess you took Saint Augustine’s pre-conversion advice when he kept saying, “Make me strong God, tomorrow.”
As for the 2 boobs, Suzan Glickman and George Cavros, who want to raise unicorns on their rainbow stew vineyard, both of which prosper when “Imagine” is hummed, I am calling the Guinness Book of Records. Their pictures will define the exponentially expanding section titled Horses’ Asses. Not quite as big a tautology as Bubba’s, but Great Caesar’s Ghost, res ipso loquitur.
Kevin Smith
WARRIORBARDIT@BELLSOUTH.NET
PS – I may have been a bot harsh on tautologies. If it weren’t for them modern American Liberals would never have to use their brains at all.
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