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Certain death from sun or ice

Global warming is ruining my favourite part of the day. Not as you might think; the temperature in my house isn't overbearing and I have plenty of water to wash. No the proposed greenhouse is devastating my morning read. I must have a dreary life, I get excited about a paper, a quiet coffee shop and a double shot of espresso, around 10am each day. The production of Fleet Street and Columbia sit together on my table in perfect synchronization. I relax and catch up on current affairs and opinions. In a small provincial town, I orbit the significant happenings on planet earth and reading the drama helps me feel involved. I Chill for an hour on leatherette sofas, watch others not watching me . Full relax, and the ruddy green house effect is, or isn't, ruining it.

The impending temperature increase has not yet caused my newspaper to become dry and turn to dust; the new global heat hasn't yet annihilated the forests, leaving no trees to recycle into broadsheets. In most good daily papers there is one, singular science page, and I like it. Not enough to understand what nuclear reaction is happening in the centre of the sun, just that there is one, it is hot and on occasion I get a tan. The science page keeps me up to speed with progress. After largely ignoring the local news, I absorb the world headlines slowly and attempt to extract the reality from the propaganda. Then, on my second sip of Java, I turn to the science column to be amazed at man's ingenuity and the brainpower of our species. But it's over, my pleasure has been destroyed by speculation. A green house guessing game has turned meteorologists into side show acts and environmental physicists into fair ground trickesters. The major brains in the scientific community are gathering information, each selectively accessing it with past data, to produce with a beautiful diagram, how Cardiff will be in 2050. Fantastic pie charts, showing our old temperate world and new tropical world, overlaid with hysteria. Notes will be affixed to the level of sea rise and number of people displaced.
Complete conjecture. In times of learning, a professorship in a university was the pinnacle of education. Respect would be offered to these intelligent individuals who were learning the constellations when I was hammering a star peg into a square hole. No longer, I have lost faith. One scientist will argue to the point of death, that the carbon quantity of our atmosphere is causing desertification.

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