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                                                                THIS CRAZY WEATHER

     I’m 72 goin’ on 73 and I’ve heard the expression “this crazy weather” since I can remember.  Before the atomic age it meant the “comin’ o’ th’ Lord was near.”  The “old wives” along with their favorite preachers even had Bible verses to prove it.  The most common quote was “there will be earthquakes in divers sic places”.  I am a Bible fan and respect most religions that try to abide by it.  I take exception to seeing it misquoted and blatantly misapplied.  I wondered what the aforementioned quote had to do with rain, snow and wind, or lack thereof.  It was a time when someone as young as I was not allowed to ask questions of my elders and betters, so I didn’t.  One did not want to be accused of “backtalk” or “sass”. 

     Of course, not everyone bought into it, but few of those thought it worth an argument.  By the time I was 11 or 12 years old, “this crazy weather” was still around, but with a different cause.  It was now all those Atomic bombs we were putting off.  Soon it became Hydrogen bombs.  Among the more reasonable newspapers, some effort was made to dispel the myth, but it was uphill all the way.  My favorite protest was an editorial cartoon in the Wheeling News Register (I think).  It showed a pair of old Indian Squaws; “We never had ‘this crazy weather’, one was saying, “until they started using those darn bows and arrows”.

       We still had “this crazy weather” in the 50s and 60s, but the Atomic argument was losing favor to flying saucers with their little green men.  There was no use arguing with that.  Way too many people had seen them and they knew all about the government’s attempts to cover it up.  Little green men and flying saucers were still around in the 70s, but they no longer had any interest in causing “this crazy weather”.

     It was the 70s when all of the scientists, all of them, agreed that we were headed for another ice age and would have to plan for it with their help in cooperation with some sort of world government. 

     It would be redundant to tell you what has happened since then.  Global warming has been replaced with “climate change”, which is just another way of saying “this crazy weather.”  There is no use arguing with this new religion.  They call themselves scientists.  I call them “Climatites.”  Their zeal is that of Theocrats and they are determined to tax the very air we breathe.  Carbon Dioxide is now declared by our government a pollutant.  No matter that we create it when we exhale. No matter that neither we nor plants would exist without it. The Climatites eagerly point out that too much of it could kill you.  “And how is that different from water?” I ask. 

     Oops!!  Sorry!!  I know better than to argue.  After all these years, it’s probably not worth it anyway.  As a Christian, I need to accept that I am saved by grace through faith.  I find that believable and comforting.  As a Climatite, I would have to stop breathing. Screw that!!

     Recently, in my barber shop that subject came up.  I had come for a quiet hair cut because it’s cheaper than buying myself a dog license.  I held my tongue until time to leave then blurted, “I blame the Indians for it”.  They all looked at me.  “We never had this crazy weather until they started using those damn bows and arrows.”