So far, April has been like an iced drink spilled in your lap. The winds carry reckless gobs of spit from a grey and malevolent sky. “Sprung” is hardly the word to describe this year’s Spring.
So when thermometers continue to dip below zero at night, it might not surprise you to hear an off-hand remark denouncing climate change. After all, last year’s near- 30-degree days in March were something of a freak occurrence. Weren’t they?
The casual dismissal of accepted climatology, even as a joke, is serious. Mark McCaffrey of the Cooperative Institute for…