I’m actually shocked this year, because there are so few doomsday cult propaganda pieces linking Christmas and ‘climate change’
To the modern ear, it sounds like a song about climate change:
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to knowWhere the treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snowThe song actually isn’t about climate change — the lead-in, which is much less familiar, tells us that the singer is now living in Beverly Hills , where Christmas means palm trees rather than snow. But the song could turn out to be prophetic.
As it turns out, about two-thirds of the U.S. has a lower chance of a white Christmas compared to the 1981-2010 average, but a third of the country has an increased chance of Christmas snow cover because earlier snows are more likely to be heavy and last longer on the ground.
I mean, he’s correct about the song, everyone ignores the actual beginning, but, come on, it’s a Holocene warm period: things get warmer. Just like has happened many times since the end of the last glacial age 20,000 years ago. But, Warmists always have to find some way to fearmonger. And, only to members of a doomsday cult do the words sounds like a song about global boiling.
Of course, each winter is different. But the long term trends seem clear. For much of the country, white Christmases will become more and more rare, like the “sleigh bells” in the song.
Welcome to the future.
They probably thought the same thing back during the Medieval Warm Period, right before the Little Ice Age smacked them with the cold mackerel of truth. Or, back when the Warmists were predicting that “Children just aren’t going to know what snow is.”
Gail Lewis a 10-Year Walmart Employee Gives Tearful Farewell Message in a Viral Video
https://commoncts.blogspot.com/2023/12/gail-lewis-10-year-walmart-employee.html
I’m dreaming of a dried, brown Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know.
Where dry road ways glisten,
And children listen,
For school buses coming in a row.
Last Christmas was a sort of white one for us, as snow had fallen earlier. While this part of the Bluegrass State, which is only marginally prepared for snow, managed to get the main roads plowed, the side streets weren’t, and I had to park my four-wheel drive truck at the veterinary office at the bottom of Fifth Street and walk up the snowy, icy hill to Mass Christmas Eve night.
This year we have highs forecast in the mid fifties, and rain on Christmas Day, but partly cloudy until then. Christmas dinner will be at my sister’s house, 18 miles away, so no traffic woes for the family gathering there.
A few years ago we had to cancel our annual Christmas Eve family reunion due to an ice storm, but this year we’re looking at a Christmas Eve in the 60s!!
We welcome our Catholic, Mormon, Lutheran and atheist family!
So Rimjob is it a BYOL affair?
*Bring Your Own Lube*
Bwaha! Lolgf
What a lovely Christmas wish!!
And here I was of the opinion you were an amoral asshole.
Like anyone cares about your opinion.
Is the grandson coming?