Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Die heretic scum

An acquaintance of mine who very much enjoys the fiction of Michael Crichton had this to say about his global warming heresy:

...but when he started with that "we're not warming up" stuff, well... he had to go. It was good he went when he did. He was a good writer. I loved his stuff, but that was just sick.
The eco crowd astounds me sometimes with its inhumanity.

There's a saying people used a lot when I was growing up, which I don't hear anymore: Everyone's entitled to an opinion. Is that even true anymore? Ironically, it seems to be one of the few things we don't get in this age of entitlement.

6 Comments:

Blogger Kevin said...

Obviously your acquaintance read the book (NOT!).

Crichton didn't doubt that the overall temperature of Earth was (slowly) increasing, he just concluded from his examination of the evidence that said warming was part of the natural cycle, and not due to Man, nor would said warming "run away" and destroy the Earth as the Global Warming Alarmists insist.

And he did it with research and footnotes and everything! Quite unusual to have footnotes in a novel.

Tell your acquaintance for me that he's the one who's sick.

5/19/2009 8:08 AM  
Blogger Stickwick Stapers said...

It's a she, and I agree that she's sick.

She didn't bother with what Crichton had actually written on the subject -- it was a pure gut reaction forming her perception of what he had written. Even if he had denied warming and based it on nothing, as she seemed to believe, I am just struck by the coldness of wishing someone dead because of an opposing opinion -- someone she liked and admired, mind you.

I feel very sorry for this woman's husband. One misstep on his part, and she may be calling for his demise, too.

5/19/2009 8:32 AM  
Anonymous virgil xenophon said...

OT, but I've only just found your site via a query about Gregg shorthand, and was led to a 2005 post here on the subj. And your '05 comments about it (Gregg) being a good way to hide secrets is so right. My Father was a WWII Intelligence Officer at the Company level as a young Captain. Gregg was not widely known even then unless one had trained as a secretary and the Germans at that time used a totally different system. But for some reason Dad had picked it up in college and he found an Admin officer back at battalion HQ who knew it also. So Dad would sent all his reports back with the runner (communications being primitive and uncertain in those days) written in Gregg in case the runner was killed or captured and the enemy obtained the reports. The Batt. Admin officer
would then "translate" for the Battalion intelligence type. LOL!

Later, when Dad was getting his PhD at Indiana, his major professor required all course notes to be kept in a special note-book, ostensibly
for reasons of assuring notes wouldn't be misplaced, etc., as often happens with multiple,yellow legal pads and the like. Then, at mid-term, the SOB demanded they turn them in as he was going to "grade" them on the quality of their note-taking!! (Devious Bastard!) Of course Dad had, by dint of habit, taken his all in Gregg. Upon return his notes were necessarily ungraded, but snottedly notated with the comment: "Nice try, but don't EVER do this again!"LOL!

Again, sorry for the OT comments, but glad to have found my way here, however late
and however serindipitously. I've book-marked you and will visit again often.

Glad to see your still at it since '05--so many, like "A Voyage to Arcturus," etc., have fallen by the way-side.

5/20/2009 9:43 AM  
Blogger Gringo_Malo said...

The saying nowadays is, "Everyone's entitled to my opinion." My favorite Crichton novel is The Eaters of the Dead. I was blissfully unaware of his nonconformace on global warming, but I could always tell that he was one sharp guy. I'll have to read up on this.

5/27/2009 6:12 PM  
Blogger Stickwick Stapers said...

Eaters of the Dead was the only Crichton novel I read, and I thought it was very good. Made an entertaining movie, too.

5/29/2009 9:59 AM  
Blogger DirtCrashr said...

Me too with Eaters of the Dead, a great Beowulf interpretation and IMO better than John Gardner's Grendel - but I also read The Andromeda Strain when it first came out so I'm near Jurassic myself.
Loved his anti-Green sentiments myself and am reminded that the Left is filled with those bitterly cold little ice-cubes, the utility-function of which is to chill the opposition, any threatening ideas, and justify the small hatred that boils like dry ice within...

6/02/2009 9:23 AM  

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