Just because everyone thinks you’re an idiot doesn’t mean you’re not

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Let me come out and say it: I DON’T BELIEVE IN ANTHROPOGENIC CLIMATE CHANGE.

Now before you break out the pitchforks (best dispense with the flaming torches though) I’d like to point out that when I’m thinking about crossing the road, even though I don’t explicitly believe there’s a car coming, I still tend to take a peek before stepping out, so while I don’t believe in the religious sense that human carbon emissions can definitely change the climate of the planet in a minutely predictable manner, on the evidence presented it’s quite likely something’s going on and considering the rather catastrophic potential consequences, I’m not averse to taking a few precautions.

In fact, while I really hope we can do whatever we like as a species without any consequences, on a scale of plausibility climate change is coming in a hell of a lot higher than, for example, Jesus saving us all in the event we do completely bollix up the world (I’m just saying).

Now I’m as sceptical as the next idiot, can’t get enough of it in fact, however, it is quite important not to mistake scepticism for wishful thinking or simple pig-headedness. So if you want to be a sceptic about climate change, then you bloody well BE a sceptic, just remember to cast a similarly jaundiced eye over climate research sponsored by the fossil fuel industry while you’re at it.

Where else but Queensland?

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You’ve got to love the dogged persistence of Queensland coppers when it comes to not quite getting their heads around the whole ethics thing.

I was working on the above pocket cartoon for this story in the Oz last night about them trying desperately to make two wrongs make a right, but got bumped to another story for layout.

This was a damn shame not only because I’d just come up with what I thought was a nice idea and nice ideas don’t grow on bloody trees my friends, but also because Maggie had already cracked open the nice wine. Anyway, there was a little bit of red left when I finally finished, so all was not lost.

Couldn’t happen to a nicer bloke

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I’m not one to gloat (openly) at the misfortune of others, but in the case of this evil bastard, I’ll make an exception. It turns out everyone’s favourite crazy-haired dictator Kim Jong-il has been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, so just as long as they keep him away from any big red buttons for the next 6 months or so, the world can only become a better place.

Waiting for Pulpmill

The Hobart Mercury, 30 June 2009

The Hobart Mercury, 30 June 2009


The whole stinking Gunns pulp mill shemozzle has turned into a sort of Beckett play where you really hope Godot doesn’t turn up in the end. Gunns are apparently “moving forward positively with the preferred partner”. I do hope somebody has told their preferred partner that the mill has been costing a million dollars every day it’s been delayed since September 2007, so by my calculations it’s already around $670 million dollars in the hole. All I can say is thank god the RPDC wasn’t allowed to hold the bloody thing up.