The Myth of Wind Power
Ever since Al Gore and his gang of climate scammers came on the scene in the 1990s, we have been fed a steady diet of lies and false promises.
Ever since Al Gore and his gang of climate scammers came on the scene in the 1990s, we have been fed a steady diet of lies and false promises.
We were told that the oceans would rise as the polar caps melted and that cities and states bordering the Pacific and Atlantic would be underwater. We were told that the corpses of polar bears who had drowned would be washing up by the thousands on the coast of Alaska. We were told that the human race was doomed by rising temperatures.
What’s most remarkable about the hoax is that there was a deadline announced. The apocalypse was to take place within a decade. Now, two decades later, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez is giving us until 2030 to shape up or we’re all goners.
Even someone as cynical as I am would never have imagined that the con men and women would still be able to pass off this nonsense as gospel after all this time. The old line about whether you’re going to believe me or your lying eyes seems to sum up the situation pretty well.
I mean, if I told you that the world would end on Thursday at 3 p.m., and you found that nothing had happened by 3:01, you would know I was lying. But when it comes to the weather, apparently there is nothing that can shake the child-like faith of those on the Left. No matter how often Cassandras like Al Gore, A O-C and the self-proclaimed weather mavens at the U.N., are shown to be liars pushing a Socialist agenda as spelled out in the Paris Accords, the airheads remain stubbornly oblivious to the truth.
When every Democratic contender for the 2020 presidential nomination rallies around the Green New Deal, you have to question if they have the slightest idea what it entails. We’ve all heard the jokes about farting cows and people having to take the train from California to Hawaii if A O-C’s agenda were ever turned into legislation. The Democrats call it bold and original. Sane people call it nutty and dangerous.
As Ed Hiserodt wrote in an open letter to Ms. Ocasio-Cortez that recently appeared in The New American, we in the U.S. currently receive 6.3% of our electrical power from the wind and 1.9% from solar. By 2030, the 29-year-old member of Congress insists we derive 100% of our energy from those two sources or face extinction.
Even if we decide it’s worth the financial cost, which we would if extinction was really the alternative, it would mean an end to air travel, beef products and an acceptance of the U.S. becoming a non-industrial nation, the equivalent of Ethiopia and Haiti.
Do these people not understand that there is nothing predictable about the sun or the wind? There are lots of places where sunshine is nearly as rare as unicorns and unless the wind is blowing harder than 10 miles an hour, it lacks the power to generate a sneeze.
I was always aware that those giant wind turbines that destroy the environment and the landscape in the California desert near Palm Springs killed birds by the tens of thousands, but I had no idea how noisy they are.
In Falmouth, Massachusetts, the town spent $10 million installing the turbines, but the constant noise was creating health problems for the residents so they spent $2 million having the damn things removed.
And as you may recall, when the state decided to place a turbine near the family compound in Hyannisport, Sen. Ted Kennedy, who, as a liberal, naturally paid lip service to alternate forms of renewable energy, let the local authorities know he wasn’t about to let his ocean view be destroyed by the massive monstrosity.
You can bet that would also be the case if anyone even considered placing one of these confounded contraptions anywhere near the homes of Chuck Schumer, Nancy Pelosi, Kirsten Gillibrand, Cory Booker or, yes, even Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez.
Bert Black let me know about an object lesson that was conducted in 2005 by Martha Cothren, a History teacher at Robinson High School in Little Rock, Arkansas.
On the opening day of school, she had all the desks removed from her classroom.
When the teenagers flocked in for the first class of the day, they asked her where the desks were. She replied: “You can’t have a desk until you tell me how you earn the right to have a desk.”
Someone suggested: “By our grades.”
“No,” Mrs. Cothren replied.
Someone else guessed: “By our behavior?”
“No, it isn’t even by your behavior.”
And so it went, class after class. The kids began phoning their parents. By early afternoon, the local TV crews were showing up to report on the crazy teacher and the missing desks.
During the final class of the day, Martha Cothren addressed the students seated on the floor: “During the course of the day, no one has been able to tell me just what he or she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that are ordinarily found in this classroom. Now I am about to tell you.”
With that, she walked to the door and opened it. Twenty-seven G.I.s, all in uniform, entered the room, each one carrying a desk. They placed the desks in rows and then lined up next to the wall.
The teacher then said: “You didn’t earn the right to sit at these desks. These men, these heroes, did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. They went halfway around the world. Giving up their own educations and interrupting their careers and leaving their families, so you could have the freedom you have. Now it’s up t you to sit at them. It is your responsibility to learn, to be good students, to be good citizens. They paid the price so that you could have the freedom to get an education. Don’t ever forget it.”
Mrs. Cothren was awarded the Veterans of Foreign Wars Teacher of the Year for the state of Arkansas. She is the daughter of a WW II POW.
Perhaps nothing better illustrates how far we’ve fallen in the past 14 years than the fact that before teaching this very important life lesson, she first ran her idea past the school principal and the Little Rock Board of Education and got their okay. Can you imagine a teacher keeping her job today if she made her snowflakes sit on the floor?
For that matter, can you imagine a high school where a teacher would even be permitted to teach American History from a patriotic perspective?
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