Climate Numerology of Chas. Hatfield and Al Gore

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Look at the all-seeing eye
See what comes before
And where it goes and after that…

Look into the eye

See it change a little? I see global warming. Before global warming I see global cooling. After the global warming it’s cold. I can feel it; empty as antimatter; dark as night; still as death. Now I feel it: I see the future… How about you?

The global warming Illuminati of Western civilization looked into the eye. For them it does not get cooler after global warming. It keeps getting hotter and hotter: they see the whole world going to hell in a rumble seat. Enlightening are the examples of Charles Hatfield and Al Gore, pluviculture and warmanathema experts, respectively.

Not long ago being born in San Diego, California made you a rarity because everyone was from somewhere else. I knew a San Diego native who died a few years ago. He’d be about 90 now and Red was unusual because his mother also was born in San Diego and that was so extraordinary local historians called on Red’s mother for information on the town’s past.

Red remembered trips to the family’s ranch in Poway as a kid, going over the Pomerado grade, and when the Model T would start to boil he’d receive the order to toss the log that was roped to the back of the Ford. Red’s dad would roll back against the log and use it as a brake while the engine cooled enough to continue on. Before the Portuguese-captained seiner fleet was driven to Mexico by environmentalists, Red’s mom  worked in a tuna cannery and sat in the back of the bus on the trip back to Old Town, because she smelled like steaming hot fish.

On about the same latitude as Greece and about the same weather, San Diego is a high desert rolling right up to the shoreline of the Pacific Ocean. When Red’s mom grew up there were sardines there and when Red grew up anchovies came and sardines left. About a decade or so ago sardines came back and anchovies went away. Such is the cycle of fish. The San Diego River runs through the county and you can imagine how over the last many thousands of years it was green around it and even overflowed like the Nile now and again. Like Greece, olive trees grow well there and citrus trees too and will not die of frost if planted on the side of a mountain where amidst the chaparral the laurel sumac are seen to grow; but, in this second driest county in California —  Imperial being the driest county which is just to the south where the U.S. stops and Mexico and Baja begin — water gets scarce.

My guess is you would not pay attention to someone who claimed he could bring rain — even if he was a self-taught meteorologist and pluviculture expert who claimed successes from Honduras to Montana — unless, of course, you were desperate for rain. Similarly, how much attention would you give a lifetime politician claiming he will stop global warming? Perhaps you might if you feared warming as much as San Diegans wanted rain.

There is not much rain there in the summer when people growing things really need it. That brings us to the rains of 1916 that broke the five year drought. It’s not just a legend: you can can read about in wiki –e.g., Google, Charles M. Hatfield the rainmaker.

On January 5, 1916 heavy rain began – and grew gradually heavier day by day. Dry riverbeds filled to the point of flooding. Worsening floods destroyed bridges, marooned trains and cut phone cables – not to mention flooding homes and farms. Two dams, Sweetwater Dam and one at Lower Otay Lake, overflowed. Rain stopped January 20 but resumed two days later. On January 27 Lower Otay Dam broke…

The San Diego City Council badly wanted water: the people needed Hatfield. Their recently finished reservoir had lain bone dry for three years; and, they agreed to pay Hatfield $10,000 to fill it up — no rain, no pay, no risk: what could go wrong?  Hatfield took the job. If successful the fee would’ve been like receiving $230,000 today. With his little brother’s help he built a 20-foot tower where he mixed and burned a secret mixture of chemicals, shot off bombs into the skies and lo, Hatfield caused it to rain. The people wanted rain and it did.

For weeks it poured rain. About twenty miles long and a mile wide from El Cajon to the ocean, Mission Valley — which is now filled with freeways, overpasses, office towers, shopping centers, condos and restaurants — flooded bank to bank. Fed by the cloud bursting torrents of rain in the Cuyamaca and Laguna Mountains the San Diego River — that in earlier days flowed past the home of Father Serra and his first mission in California, and an Indian village and later on, San Diego’s Old Town, which was at Presidio Hill where Spaniards garrisoned up to about 1800 — overflowed.

It was the worst rain ever — worst flood in the county’s history. Rivers rose, water topped and broke through dams, communities became islands, roads, bridges, rails and farm animals were washed away, houses floated down the river and out to sea, settlements disappeared and many people died in the Hatfield Flood. Murder charges against Hatfield were considered. Lynching was threatened. Rather than receiving a fee — that he walked 60 miles over broken roads to collect — the ex-sewing machine salesman turned moisture enhancer, Hatfield was forced to flee.

Was Hatfield a charlatan to pledge he could attract rain and fill the Morena reservoir to overflowing? Hatfield filled it just as he claimed he would so were the people of San Diego correct to blame Hatfield for causing a devastating deluge? And if so was it the city’s fault too? Or, was it an act of God, which is what the city argued in San Diego Superior Court in response to damage claims that were brought against it. “According to later commentators, Hatfield’s successes were mainly due to his meteorological skill and sense of timing, selecting periods where there was a high probability of rain anyway.”  (wiki)

Some interesting similarities and contrasts can be drawn when comparing rainmaking to the stopping of warming (Hatfield and Gore, respectively), as follows:

Similarities

• Government involvement and funding are key elements
• Fear is a key element (i.e., fear of drought/fear of warming)
• Vagary of nature is a key element
• Proponents are good marketers of their product (make rain/stop warming)
• Weatherpersons consider both products illusory

Contrasts

• Hatfield used secret chemical formulas to attract rain.
• Gore used opinions of government scientists whose work cannot verified
• The practice of rainmaking is more art than a science
• The practice of stopping global warming is more politics than science
• Making rain is local
• Stopping warming is global
• Rainmakers are positive blaming neither man nor nature for a lack of rain
• Warm stoppers are negative blaming humanity for causing warming
• Rainmakers do not get paid if they do not produce
• Warm stoppers are paid to create alarm about warming

“When I get my forces at work, so often the wind comes up and blows them all away.” ~Chas. M. Hatfield

No one is expert in accurately forecasting which way the wind will blow. There is a possibility of a coming “Mini Ice Age” that Dr Habibullo Abdussamatov says may be headed our way based on a 200-year solar cycle. In the decades ahead we may fall prey to hucksters promising to bring back global warming — especially if temperatures drop to levels experienced during 1650 and 1850. “The last global decrease of temperature,” according to Abdussamatov, “was observed not only in Europe, North America and Greenland, but also in any other part of the world during the Maunder minimum of sunspot activity and of the total solar irradiance in 1645 to 1715.” Current falling temperatures may threaten a triple-dip recession. We’re not prepared to handle big changes of any kind given the secular-socialist gerrymandering of society that has severely weakened the economy, torched the creativity of the productive and hamstrung the ability of a free market to most effectively and efficiently respond to changes in demand. Without sufficient energy our future will always be at the whim of nature.

Superstition causes lapses in judgment, raises temperatures and stands in the way of reason and logic. Superstition causes people to do stupid and sometimes horrible things. An outlook on the world can be positive or negative and both still may be wrong. We see that in the example of the connection of sorts between seers like rainmakers and global warming alarmists. Each has a particular outlook based on their views about how the world works and a negative outlook — like that of the warm-stoppers — is especially destructive. It has happened before and then as now, there was nothing humanity did to cause it or could do to stop it–e.g., see wiki: “The Great Flood of 1862 was the largest flood in the recorded history of Oregon, Nevada, and California, occurring from December 1861 to January 1862.”

Sacrificing fattened children to bring about change is an example of a negative outlook with horrible consequences on the business of living, whether it is done by Incas on the summit of Llullaillaco or by Leftists and liberal Utopians in Western classrooms.

 

(Updated 18 February 2016 (adding a reference to the Great Flood of 1862, on the eve on what some believe may be about to happen in California again)
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Hot World Syndrome—fear of a hotter, more intimidating world than it actually is prompting a desire for more protection than is warranted by any actual threat. A Chance Meeting– We toured south along the Bicentennial Bike Trail in the Summer of 1980, working up appetites covering ~70 miles per day and staying at hiker/biker campgrounds at night along the Oregon/California coast (they were 50¢ a day at that time). The day's ride over, and after setting up tents, hitting the showers, and making a run to a close-by store, it was time to relax. The third in our little bicycle tour group, Tom, was about 30 yards away conversing with another knot of riders and treating himself to an entire cheesecake for dinner. He probably figured Jim and I would joke about what a pig he was eating that whole pie and decided to eat among strangers. Three hours later after sharing stories and remarking on a few coincidences that turned up here and there, Tom and one of the former strangers realized they were cousins, meeting in this most unlikely place for the first time. ~Mac
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