It looks like we're going to have a cold snap early next week to usher it 2018. So be it. I've lived through cold snaps before. I recall the winter of '77, when I lived at Fort Knox, and the travails o being a young company commander whose troops lived in WWII barracks. It was no joy at all. The winters of '78 and '79 were no cake-walk either.
As I recall, the great bookieman of the weather scientists in those days was global cooling. Yeah,, we were headed for a new Ice Age. Seriously.
T hen, sometimes after Al Gore lost his bid for the presidency, he began a campaign to make himself filthy rich by proclaiming that the earth was getting warmer. I've been openly skeptical of that farce since it's beginning. For a number of reasons, the glowball warmening crowd cried gloom-and-doom, but they didn't change their personal habits. Like, for example, flying private jets to climate conferences.
Now, President Trump is expressing skepticism, and the DNC-MSM are losing their minds.
It's weather, people. Get over it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to put on my long johns and venture out to the shop. I have more wiring to pull, and outlets to install. It's cold out there.