The Climate Crisis is Here

The Wizard of Oz

Climate change is no longer remotely theoretical, it is here, so let’s call it what it is: Our Climate Crisis (I’m updating the category to reflect this reality). Axios reports in their morning email thingie:

32% of Americans live in a county or state that declared a federal disaster area in the past three months, the WashPost calculates.

  • The equivalent for 2016 was 11% … 2017: 7% … 2018: 5% … 2019: 12% … 2020: 28%.

64% live in places that experienced a multi-day heat wave.

Why it matters: “The expanding reach of climate-fueled disasters … shows the extent to which a warming planet has already transformed Americans’ lives,” The Post reports.

  • At least 388 people in the U.S. died this summer due to hurricane, flood, heat wave or wildfire.

When your Facebook Rage Uncle tells you our Climate Crisis is nonsense from tree huggers, be sure to site these numbers. Two-thirds of the country experienced a heat wave. Jeebus, we’re totally eff’ed in the dark (or more accurately in the full sun).

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4 Responses to The Climate Crisis is Here

  1. Ten Bears says:

    Planet lice …

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  2. pagan in repose says:

    Here in Southern Oregon most of the trees have stopped producing fruit this year. The first time that we’ve seen this kind of drastic change in one year. Last year was a bounty year for all the trees. All the critters are searching high and low for food to hold them through the winter. It is pretty fucking scary waiting for someone to sneeze a spark that will set off a wildfire in the tinderbox that is the forest at this point. Fingers crossed and all sorts of pleading incantations before the alters of all sources of miracles and such. Metaphysics was never so busy trying to keep up with demand these days and nights.

    So I don’t want to hear any more bullshit from the “Oh 3 trillion dollars is too much to spend on infrastructure” deficit underwear in a bunch bunch. They can all go fuck themselves into a stupor until they start being able to see reality and smell the smoke. Christ on a rotten wooden crutch for Christ’s sake.

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    • Ten Bears says:

      Sad circle: the Peach Tree (ghost) Truck Stop (Phoenix) was once my great-grandfather’s peach orchards, m’grandmother was born there, 1900.

      I don’t even want to begin to talk about the eastside, my pine deserts …

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      • pagan in repose says:

        Tears turn to anger and back to tears again as I’ve watched this play out my entire 70+ years, and still we as a species can’t manage to clean up our death mess.

        I feel your pain to things lost that shouldn’t have been missing to begin with. I’d pull my hair out if I had any left.

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