In keeping with the Climate Cult’s inability to predict a damn thing (where are those Vegas odds I keep asking about?), the Atlantic hurricane season has stumped them again – with a feat not duplicated since 1941.
By the way, I feel confident that if there were Vegas odds and Climate Cult Elitists were betting men and women (with their own money), they’d be betting against the Cult the same way people like Obama buy beachfront after warning us about catastrophic sea level rise. In other words, they know it’s BS, and they’d be as happy to make more money on the fraud betting against themselves.
In sports, that gets you banned; in politics, you get rich, fat, and happy off the fruits of other people’s labor and invited to give commencement speeches for fat honorariums, at which you mention how you achieved success without the bits about swindling people.
Anyway, NOAA predicted an above-average hurricane season. We wrote about it here and how it was not going well, but it’s NOT GOING WELL!
There were zero named tropical storms or hurricanes between July 3 and Aug. 30, which is the first time such a phenomenon has occurred in more than 80 years, forecasters noted this week.
“It has been surprisingly and freakishly quiet in the Atlantic,” University of Miami hurricane researcher Brian McNoldy told The Associated Press this week, pointing out that weak Tropical Storm Colin fizzled out on July 2 and there’s been nothing since.
Let me translate. Above average means that we can’t predict sh!t, which is not surprising to anyone who lives in the Northeast. They can’t get tomorrow right; six months or sixty years is just an impossible narrative to stomach, but the heart wants what it wants, eh?
Things are so bad that we will be doomed in 12 years if we don’t embrace socialism.
No mention that we’ll be doomed immediately after embracing socialism? They always leave that out, but that’s one prediction they could get right, unlike NOAA and the Hurrican forecast for 2022.
“For the first time since 1941, the Atlantic has had no named storm (e.g., tropical storm or hurricane) activity from July 3rd-August 30th,” wrote Colorado State University hurricane researcher Phil Klotzbach on Twitter. …
For the first time in about 25 years, there was no named Atlantic storm—tropical storm or hurricane—for the month of August.
Should we cue the quiet before the storm narrative?
“It is important to remember the lessons of Hurricane Andrew, which devastated South Florida and Louisiana in an otherwise quiet year,” the NHC’s acting head, Jamie Rhome, said in an email, referring to the Category 5 storm that hit Florida in mid-August 1992, as reported by AP. “It only takes one landfalling hurricane to make it a bad season for you, and we still have many months to go in the hurricane season.”
It is true that we should never let down our guard, but it is more true that the experts have no damn clue. And after a summer of heatwaves, and gnashing of teeth over the climate apocalypse, we get a record-setting nothing.
Will we have hurricanes? Of course, we will. This century has been unsettling quiet despite the cult’s non-stop doom and gloom. It’s a natural phenomenon. We should expect them. And there is one “named” Hurricane in September. Danielle. She’s murking about (35 N 45W headed for Europe) in the upper Atlantic and projected to weaken before reaching land.
We have Earl, but he’s just a tropical storm with some potential for rain in the Virgin Islands and Puerto Rico, but not much else before it putters out in the Atlantic.
Not an impressive start to an above-average year, but you know as well as I that all they need is one big storm, and we’ll be inundated with climate apocalypse dogma.
At least we don’t have Climate cops (yet).
