It sure was a relief having Patricia Scott clear up all of this climate change stuff. Maybe now we can get back to the halcyon days of the Summer of Love, when the climate was just right for fomenting the type of world in which Ms. Scott wants us all to live.
Experts, hand chosen by the likes of Patty after exhaustive Google searches, Wikipedia browsing, and clearance through the Thought and Science Police, can inform all of us how to live our lives, which theories should send us to the salt lick, where and what we can scratch, and how we can stay warm while riding our bikes to work at the Government Tofu Factory in February.
It was also very refreshing to hear her disclaimers. We were informed of her master's degree in psychology, her novice status in matters of climatology and her innocence of ties to the evil petroleum industry.
I mean, if we can't trust a master of 20th century witchcraft who can "sense" the legitimacy of science while leading a pure, oil-free existence, whom can we trust?
I breathlessly await her coming pieces on transportation without cars, busses, trains or planes, and her doctoral thesis on heating your home with methane and politicized blathering. It will also be fascinating to hear how those receiving government grants to study the evils of capitalism have no conflicts of interest like those heinous producers of oil do.
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If we're extremely lucky, she can also clear up this business of why Che Guevara T-shirts and Howard Zinn history stories are good, while Dukes of Hazzard lunch buckets and singing Dixie constitute barbarous racism.
I'm convinced it's all very complex, requiring real experts.
Why, one would surely have to be a Master of Psychology to explain all that to folks.
Guy Green
Brainerd
