O, animals. Don’t really know how to get along with them but I do wish them well, and shove heaps of admiration the way of those who do have the how-to. This vague thought is brought on by the haven found by my outcast fighting fish from work and the snowdog-fest, Eight Below.
In the meantime, things are decidedly not looking up for everyone:
Global warming is destined to have a far more destructive and earlier impact than previously estimated, the most authoritative report yet produced on climate change will warn next week.
… Sea levels will rise over the century by around half a metre; snow will disappear from all but the highest mountains; deserts will spread; oceans become acidic, leading to the destruction of coral reefs and atolls; and deadly heatwaves will become more prevalent.
The impact will be catastrophic, forcing hundreds of millions of people to flee their devastated homelands, particularly in tropical, low-lying areas, while creating waves of immigrants whose movements will strain the economies of even the most affluent countries.
‘The really chilling thing about the IPCC report is that it is the work of several thousand climate experts who have widely differing views about how greenhouse gases will have their effect. Some think they will have a major impact, others a lesser role. Each paragraph of this report was therefore argued over and scrutinised intensely. Only points that were considered indisputable survived this process. This is a very conservative document – that’s what makes it so scary,’ said one senior UK climate expert. …
Cue: We’re gonna die!!!
Another sign that the year of being 28 is going to be a telling one — last night’s wedding dinner of an NCC platoonmate yielded two more invites from the tiny platoon! Am happy for their impending m-adulthood and sad about the impending marital distance — not that we’re all tight as whatever’s tight, but while you don’t ever shake off a common past, oftentimes memories are more comfortable as just memories, eh?