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"I rolled coal all the way here, and boy are my lungs tired."

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This weekend they are predicting record heat for my lovely corner of the Pacific Northwest. The cool, green, WET Pacific Northwest. In JUNE. In FUCKING June. It gets a bit cool here, and gray, normally. We have a standing joke that gets trotted out every year (until now) that this month is called "June-uary" because we are hoping for bright sunshine and temps up in the low 70s but we just get more gray gray gray and damp damp damp. Ha ha. June-uary.

They're predicting highs in the 90s. Records are predicted like "hottest June 27 on record" and maybe "hottest date in June on record" and maybe hottest day EVER recorded for lush, green, wet PNW. In June. June-uary.

And maybe this is a one off, maybe one little jolt and then it's back to cool, green, and shady. Ha ha, that one is a joke, could you tell? Because if it's like that in June, when we get a heat wave in July we are fucked. And for the past 3 years or so, our damp gray summers have been capped off with fire season, where the smoke from all the burning north west (and southwest) hangs over our heads in a different shade of gray, a thick pall that burns our eyes and makes us cough.

I've been whistling past the graveyard on climate change for a while now. Ha ha, probably won't totally change society as we know it in MY lifetime. Ha ha. I hope my kids get through before the shitrain. Ha ha. Kinda glad I'm probably not likely to have grand kids. Ha ha. Ha ha.

Climate change. It's here. We're living it.

We're fucked.

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