Not me. I just don’t believe my vehicle can change the weather.
It has been said that formal education is simply preparation for the actual life learning experience that matters as productive adults.
That observation has served me well.
As a teenager I read voraciously, in parallel to my formal education. I read, among many other books about "weird" subjects,
Worlds in Collision
The Antedeluvian World, Donnely
The official Book of the Flat Earth Society (can't recall its name.)
The Hollow Earth
Books describing the history and details of every ancient archeological monumental site, e.g. Machu Pichu, the Pyramids of Egypt, Angor Wat, Easter Island, Stonehenge, etc., in addition to the less controversial but equally fascinating "Forbidden Archeology" by Michael Cremo.
I may be wrong, but I bet Mr. Donovan has not educated himself about the ideas he criticizes, and if he did, doesn't have the intellectual and educational tools to judge what is historically and scientifically tenable, and what isn't.
No one knows everything about everything, but none of us have enough experience to know what we don't know, and refrain from "better to be silent and be thought a fool, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt..."
“Daddy, tell me the story about the fools that went to the Antarctic to prove Global Warming was true and they got stuck in the ice and it cost us billions of dollars to rescue them”.
“And you said the other day that the Arctic Ice Flow is the thickest it has been since they started keeping those records”.
“Daddy, I know you must be lying to me about Global Warming because you mentioned Acid Rain when you were young and the coming Ice Age”
“And Grandpa used to tell us about people being afraid California was going to fall into the sea making Nevada the ‘West Coast’”.
Doesn’t anybody want to tell me the truth?
The recent activity of volcanoes worldwide may doom the Democrat’s strategy for years in the future. (Volcanic ash will reflect the sun’s heat from the atmosphere).
If you don’t agree with someone just call them names, that’ll show em.
Happiness is a warm guillotine.