22 May 2007

The Horror

Forget your flooding, your droughts, your famines. Forget your polar ice caps. We now see the real horror of global warming:
Britain's astounding April, the warmest on record, has produced an astounding effect in the natural world, with at least 11 species of butterfly making their earliest recorded appearances this spring in what will be seen as the most remarkable demonstration yet of the effects of climate change on Britain's wildlife.

For several years biologists have been watching warming temperatures affect living organisms, with leaves opening, birds nesting and insects emerging earlier. But what has happened in 2007 with butterflies has been quite exceptional....

Butterfly Conservation's experts are confident that only global warming can explain the changes. "Butterfly data, collected by hundreds of UK recorders, definitely points to climate change," Mr Warren said. "Species are not only emerging early, but several species are extending their geographic range northwards. The small skipper, the comma and the holly blue butterflies have all crossed the border into Scotland in the past few years, very probably as a result of the changing climate."
When will the Sheeple awake to this catastrophe?


Harry Eagar said...

Not only that, but if Britons can no longer sing sincerely about Greenland's icy mountains, the Anglican churches will be emptied.

joe shropshire said...

Even so, they will still be God's Frozen People.

Ali said...

The weather has been brilliant. Looking forward to the Bank Holiday next Monday.

David said...

It's Memorial Day for us. What holiday is it for you?

monix said...

It used to be known as Whit Monday (the day after Whitsun) and was originally a religious holiday when carnivals and fetes were held. Its mundane, secular name is Spring Bank Holiday.

Harry Eagar said...

The bankers dance merrily around a maypole?

I'd give a purty to see that.

Hey Skipper said...

In Michigan, until today it has been bloody cold and windy.

The Discovery Channel has been running a series called, with a nod towards the Dept of Redundancie Dept, Planet Earth.

Lots of truly astonishing, gee whiz, photography. The mid-air death, in a motion so slow they must have used a league of file to capture four seconds, of a seal at the jaws of a Great White shark is astounding.

As a whole, though, the series should really be called "Take That, National Geographic".

While it should, it does not, stop Sigourney Weaver from waxing tendentious about global warming.

E.g.: Polar bears are doomed. (Despite their current record numbers)

Yet not one syllable about how GW might just be a good thing for Antarctic Penguins.

I recommend watching it.

With the sound off.

Not only does it cancel the preachy nonsense, it avoids having to sit through endlessly hearing "planet Earth" in stentorian tones.

Which makes about as much sense as Star Sun.