CCD Editor’s Note: This article was published exactly one year ago. It was well received so I wanted to reprint it ahead of the Thanksgiving Day holiday that we celebrate in the States on Thursday. It’s just as germane today as it was last year and makes you thankful to be unshackled from the global warming dogma. Enjoy!
When I was in my late 20s, I was living in San Francisco and playing in a reggae band. At the time, I fervently believed that global warming was a real, man-made problem. And I was vocal about it. Among other things, my friends and I would slap bumper stickers on SUVs that said: “I’m Changing The Climate, Ask Me How.” I didn’t like yuppies, and I resented their big SUVs struggling to climb the city’s steep hills, needlessly warming our planet.