Thoughts on the Psychology of Climate Change

Today’s Guest Author is that extraordinary carer, woodworker, and eBay bargain hunter, Puff The Magic Dragon, presenting an allegory about the danger of believing (or worse, pretending) that human-induced global warming is “crap” (because we all know it was warmer in Jesus’s time). Thank you, Madam Puffy.

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Do people really shut their eyes as their vehicle hurtles over the edge of a cliff? Or long before?

At some time it must have been apparent that the route was the wrong choice. There was this firm idea of where they were going, and this was the way they always took. Someone mentioned a weather report that mentioned rain and changed road conditions, but the driver of the minibus had been this way so many times that the route was just a reflex.

Anyway, a detour would take them into unfamiliar territory and use up time and fuel.

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Everyone was happy, until over the radio the weather report warned of gusting winds and rain. The passengers in the back of the minibus suggested not going up the hilly way but taking the next turnoff and going the longer but flatter route. They even got a bit angry when the driver drove past the last turn off. He insisted he knew the road well, and it had never been affected by weather before, and anyway, it was only a weather report.

That was reassuring, so everyone settled down and sang Row Row Row Your Boat or played I spy. It started to rain and some of the younger ones began complaining. They were comforted with words about how the grown-ups knew best. A couple of the grown-ups, though, looked at the black clouds ahead and worried about the wind speed around these hills. The wind farm blades in the distance seemed to be spinning pretty hard. They were told to stop scaring the kids with crazy talk.

The rain and wind hit the bus with a sudden ‘whump’; everyone was a bit shaken but glad to be in the bus and not outside. Besides, it was just a passing squall – so the driver said. One person started to suggest stopping for a while but the rest glared at her. Don’t rock the bus, the stares said.

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They crested the hill and were bashed with a wind bending tree branches into crazed arches, straining to be loose of their trees.

The road was slippery. Inside, everyone could finally feel the wheels losing some grip. Fear took over. Some yelled at the driver to pull over. He told them it was impossible – there was nowhere to stop on the down track. The bus took off with the power of its own momentum, the steering wheel useless, an ornament to folly.

When they went over the side, did they close their eyes? Or were they now wide open to the disaster they had wrought upon themselves?

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1,058 thoughts on “Thoughts on the Psychology of Climate Change

  1. ‘I have no doubt that as a British army officer Prince Harry will be the very soul of good behaviour,” he said, following suggestions his two daughters may attract the eligible bachelor’s eye.
    “He’ll be an officer and a gentleman.”

    FMD did the clown really say that?

  2. I am not taking that to the friday thread.
    why don’t f&b grow some ovaries and tell their useless pappa to shut his f mouth about their ‘desirability’?

  3. As you were, everyone. Joe is busy assembling the real Friday thread now, so keep commenting here for the moment – but please hold your number and drink requests until we have moved to the bar …

  4. Fiona

    I started taking numbers from the aborted thread, 1) do you want me to do the raffle? 2) do I keep the numbers?

  5. CK,
    I wasn’t sure if you were around yet. Yes, please do the raffle (for ever and ever!), and keep the numbers already requested. I’ve simply suggested that people hold off putting more requests up until the new thread is active so you don’t have to hunt in several different places.

  6. Alright, about to put up the shutters here as The Boss has reactivated Feverish Footy Finals.

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